tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12935384030556027242024-03-14T00:02:52.443-07:00The Curse of Jackula: 24, Day SixA compendium of observations about the sixth season of 24, the best friggin' drama on television! Sorry, kids, not a recap site. Be warned: SPOILERS ABOUND HEREIN!Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-76883413807368416622007-05-22T09:24:00.000-07:002007-05-29T13:22:37.708-07:00Finale, Hours 23-24 (4-6 a.m.): Jack Contemplates His Future…AS A VAMPIRE!<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsTEKphEgI/AAAAAAAABQk/7uFKwmE4WWQ/s1600-h/JackAsAScaryVampire.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069666767834518018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsTEKphEgI/AAAAAAAABQk/7uFKwmE4WWQ/s320/JackAsAScaryVampire.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Well, I have to say that even when Kim Bauer’s boyfriends were losing limbs (left and right, yuk yuk)...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsTSaphEhI/AAAAAAAABQs/t1QXhQ2oHuI/s1600-h/KimsBoyfriends.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069667012647653906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsTSaphEhI/AAAAAAAABQs/t1QXhQ2oHuI/s320/KimsBoyfriends.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...like they were extras in <em>Braveheart... </em><br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsTZaphEiI/AAAAAAAABQ0/1jABTvlDu5Q/s1600-h/Braveheart.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069667132906738210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsTZaphEiI/AAAAAAAABQ0/1jABTvlDu5Q/s320/Braveheart.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and Jack was “chasing the dragon” in a Mexican drug cartel...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsTkqphEjI/AAAAAAAABQ8/e58ucDQIuRs/s1600-h/ChasingTheDragon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069667326180266546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsTkqphEjI/AAAAAAAABQ8/e58ucDQIuRs/s320/ChasingTheDragon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...nothing compares to the scattered, inconsistent, schizophrenic writing this season.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsUQKphEkI/AAAAAAAABRE/FpITMQWpnCg/s1600-h/24Writers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069668073504576066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsUQKphEkI/AAAAAAAABRE/FpITMQWpnCg/s320/24Writers.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Thank God the most anticlimactic <em>24 </em>season ever is over!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsUbKphElI/AAAAAAAABRM/3ySIZ8-H430/s1600-h/Overjoyed.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069668262483137106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsUbKphElI/AAAAAAAABRM/3ySIZ8-H430/s320/Overjoyed.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Some observations:<br /><br />1. In spite of being dressed for his new job...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsUmaphEmI/AAAAAAAABRU/L0ZBHyVaXHg/s1600-h/BillBuchanan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069668455756665442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsUmaphEmI/AAAAAAAABRU/L0ZBHyVaXHg/s320/BillBuchanan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...Bill Buchanan decides to “go rogue” to help Jack. Anything beats delivering pizzas for $5.75 an hour.<br /><br />2. Doyle runs like an old lady.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsU1aphEnI/AAAAAAAABRc/c_9d8VpEeDI/s1600-h/DoyleRunning.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069668713454703218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsU1aphEnI/AAAAAAAABRc/c_9d8VpEeDI/s320/DoyleRunning.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />3. Phillip's instructions to Silver Spoons: 1) Turn off the satellite; 2) Get rid of that chopper; 3) Bring me a hot dog!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsVHKphEoI/AAAAAAAABRk/GFSa4XR8_nA/s1600-h/PhillipBauerAndSon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069669018397381250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsVHKphEoI/AAAAAAAABRk/GFSa4XR8_nA/s320/PhillipBauerAndSon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>I LOVE HOT DOGS!</em><br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsVaaphEpI/AAAAAAAABRs/xVHRuEcFMVM/s1600-h/HotDogSurprise.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069669349109863058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsVaaphEpI/AAAAAAAABRs/xVHRuEcFMVM/s320/HotDogSurprise.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />4. Did we really need another example of Rena Sofer’s fine acting?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsVj6phEqI/AAAAAAAABR0/Pj-EP-kWS8A/s1600-h/RenaSoferMasterpiece.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069669512318620322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsVj6phEqI/AAAAAAAABR0/Pj-EP-kWS8A/s320/RenaSoferMasterpiece.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(seen here in another one of her "masterpieces")</em><br /><br />Her impersonation of a Lunatic Member of the PTA was really too much.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlshR6phFHI/AAAAAAAABVc/1AVbG-26So4/s1600-h/PTA.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069682397220508786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlshR6phFHI/AAAAAAAABVc/1AVbG-26So4/s320/PTA.gif" border="0" /></a><br />I now wish they would’ve put HER down instead of Redfro.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsV_KphErI/AAAAAAAABR8/Cvs8uh8UGR4/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069669980470055602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsV_KphErI/AAAAAAAABR8/Cvs8uh8UGR4/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />5. Stuart Pressman? What the…?! Why introduce a new character in the finale?! Simply to let us know that yes, Milo was in love with Nadia? STUPID! I don't even have a picture of the actor who played Stuart, so I'll use this instead.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsWJKphEsI/AAAAAAAABSE/wNAPojA-w5k/s1600-h/StuartPressman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069670152268747458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsWJKphEsI/AAAAAAAABSE/wNAPojA-w5k/s320/StuartPressman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />6. Fresh out of amputation scenes, what do the <em>24 </em>writers do? THEY BLIND SOMEONE! Ridiculous!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsXB6phEtI/AAAAAAAABSM/wX4jW88QFew/s1600-h/BlindMice.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069671127226323666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsXB6phEtI/AAAAAAAABSM/wX4jW88QFew/s320/BlindMice.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />If Silver Spoons comes back, he’ll get to wear an eye patch. That’s really gonna boost the ratings next season.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsXLaphEuI/AAAAAAAABSU/ltToNCqj1So/s1600-h/EyePatch.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069671290435080930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsXLaphEuI/AAAAAAAABSU/ltToNCqj1So/s320/EyePatch.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />7. And yes, Chloe’s pregnant. I just figured she just passed out because the script stunk like a dead possum on a country road.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsXXKphEvI/AAAAAAAABSc/yKeLkQNyyVM/s1600-h/DeadPossum.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069671492298543858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsXXKphEvI/AAAAAAAABSc/yKeLkQNyyVM/s320/DeadPossum.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />8. I wish Jack had asked the newly blinded Doyle, “Mike, how many fingers am I holding up? No, really!”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsXrKphEwI/AAAAAAAABSk/aKMMun0ZsqA/s1600-h/StuartPressman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069671835895927554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsXrKphEwI/AAAAAAAABSk/aKMMun0ZsqA/s320/StuartPressman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />9. What?! No intensely violent, blood-curdling <em>Stars Wars</em>-ish confrontation between father and son?!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsX3qphExI/AAAAAAAABSs/zvv-R8L_xRA/s1600-h/DarthAndLuke.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069672050644292370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsX3qphExI/AAAAAAAABSs/zvv-R8L_xRA/s320/DarthAndLuke.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />After slogging through a season full of bad acting, inconsistent writing, and rehashed plot devices, diehard fans were salivating for the payoff—a deadly standoff with Phillip Bauer getting brutally blown away by his own son! For Jack simply to leave his evil father behind to perish quietly in the F-18 attack was <em>THE </em>most disappointing scene of the entire season. I suppose that was to allow the producers to bring Phillip back.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsYM6phEyI/AAAAAAAABS0/nn7vr990T60/s1600-h/EvilPigFarmer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069672415716512546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsYM6phEyI/AAAAAAAABS0/nn7vr990T60/s320/EvilPigFarmer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />BAD WRITERS! BAD WRITERS!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsYnKphEzI/AAAAAAAABS8/wKv7Mnj3XO8/s1600-h/ThumbsDown.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069672866688078642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsYnKphEzI/AAAAAAAABS8/wKv7Mnj3XO8/s320/ThumbsDown.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />10. Well, Bill and Karen can now retire in peace...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsYwqphE0I/AAAAAAAABTE/rbQsEdwJgS0/s1600-h/BillAndKaren.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069673029896835906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsYwqphE0I/AAAAAAAABTE/rbQsEdwJgS0/s320/BillAndKaren.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and eat dinner wherever and whenever they want! I would guess around 4:00 in the afternoon.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsY46phE1I/AAAAAAAABTM/nPxZi0wrt3A/s1600-h/Buffet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069673171630756690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsY46phE1I/AAAAAAAABTM/nPxZi0wrt3A/s320/Buffet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />11. Did anyone notice Cheng's dead-on impersonation?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlslHqphFJI/AAAAAAAABVs/2KQJeR6QqY8/s1600-h/Cheng2.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069686619173360786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlslHqphFJI/AAAAAAAABVs/2KQJeR6QqY8/s320/Cheng2.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />12. I swear, that final <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/soporific">soporific </a>scene with Heller...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsZY6phE3I/AAAAAAAABTc/HcUW-1DKMAc/s1600-h/Heller.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069673721386570610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsZY6phE3I/AAAAAAAABTc/HcUW-1DKMAc/s320/Heller.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and Crazy Stork...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsZmaphE4I/AAAAAAAABTk/I1CONZ7Y1I0/s1600-h/AudreyRaines.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069673953314804610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsZmaphE4I/AAAAAAAABTk/I1CONZ7Y1I0/s320/AudreyRaines.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...was hardly bearable, ending with Jack staring out from the balcony contemplating what lies ahead. I caught a few Z’s during that scene.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsZwqphE5I/AAAAAAAABTs/QayxbaLYKVM/s1600-h/Snorlax.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069674129408463762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsZwqphE5I/AAAAAAAABTs/QayxbaLYKVM/s320/Snorlax.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Hmm. Wait a minute...Where have I caught that scene before? The one of Jack contemplating his future, about to head out into the unknown? Oh, yeah! <em>24: Day Four!</em> BOO!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsZ4aphE6I/AAAAAAAABT0/kTx8zHz0KVc/s1600-h/Booing.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069674262552449954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsZ4aphE6I/AAAAAAAABT0/kTx8zHz0KVc/s320/Booing.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Well, with Doyle forced to wear an eye patch...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsaa6phE9I/AAAAAAAABUM/SiNX2h9gYPU/s1600-h/DoyleWithEyepatch.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069674855257936850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsaa6phE9I/AAAAAAAABUM/SiNX2h9gYPU/s320/DoyleWithEyepatch.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...here’s what’s gonna happen next season:<br /><br />CTU, in an attempt to punish Morris' fumbling and Jack and Doyle's blatant disregard for federal counter-terrorism guidelines, relegates them to desk jobs in Kingston, Jamaica...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsaIqphE7I/AAAAAAAABT8/faQIXoKGh4Q/s1600-h/Jamaica.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069674541725324210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsaIqphE7I/AAAAAAAABT8/faQIXoKGh4Q/s320/Jamaica.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...where illegal music downloading runs rampant!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsaQqphE8I/AAAAAAAABUE/nGpI-09dTYs/s1600-h/IllegalDownloading.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069674679164277698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsaQqphE8I/AAAAAAAABUE/nGpI-09dTYs/s320/IllegalDownloading.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>Day 7: Piracy in the Caribbean!</strong></em><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsj1KphFII/AAAAAAAABVk/vErYB7pzeE4/s1600-h/Pirates.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069685201834153090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsj1KphFII/AAAAAAAABVk/vErYB7pzeE4/s320/Pirates.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsao6phE-I/AAAAAAAABUU/7O40J6EO6wE/s1600-h/JackAndBill.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069675095776105442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsao6phE-I/AAAAAAAABUU/7O40J6EO6wE/s320/JackAndBill.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(Hmm. Jack and Morris don't look so good...)</em><br /><br />Will Wayne Palmer finally come out...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsa66phE_I/AAAAAAAABUc/WOrX3u4Fz6Q/s1600-h/WaynePalmer.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069675405013750770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsa66phE_I/AAAAAAAABUc/WOrX3u4Fz6Q/s320/WaynePalmer.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />...of his coma?<br /><br />Will Charles Logan come out of that ambulance?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsbQaphFAI/AAAAAAAABUk/xNVMeX1wtek/s1600-h/CharlesLogan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069675774380938242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsbQaphFAI/AAAAAAAABUk/xNVMeX1wtek/s320/CharlesLogan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Will Martha Logan come out of her drug-addled haze?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsbdaphFBI/AAAAAAAABUs/APgB4vRPIrs/s1600-h/MarthaLogan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069675997719237650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsbdaphFBI/AAAAAAAABUs/APgB4vRPIrs/s320/MarthaLogan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Will Evil Pig Farmer come out alive from the F-18 attack and return to antagonize Jack once more?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsgu6phFGI/AAAAAAAABVU/ZLccMC0ecTY/s1600-h/PigFarmerNextSeason2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069681795925087330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsgu6phFGI/AAAAAAAABVU/ZLccMC0ecTY/s320/PigFarmerNextSeason2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Does anyone care?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsb9aphFDI/AAAAAAAABU8/siw4_OKct9E/s1600-h/BoredSilly.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069676547475051570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rlsb9aphFDI/AAAAAAAABU8/siw4_OKct9E/s320/BoredSilly.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Well, so ends another wacky season with Jack Bauer.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlscMqphFEI/AAAAAAAABVE/8h61K8Shw54/s1600-h/JackStaring.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069676809468056642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlscMqphFEI/AAAAAAAABVE/8h61K8Shw54/s320/JackStaring.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Until next season, spend some time reflecting on the beauty and solitude that make summer so peaceful and relaxing.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsccqphFFI/AAAAAAAABVM/AX__MaAx6lY/s1600-h/BeachEscape.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069677084345963602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlsccqphFFI/AAAAAAAABVM/AX__MaAx6lY/s320/BeachEscape.jpg" border="0" /></a>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-45086327994886832622007-05-15T19:08:00.000-07:002007-05-20T20:46:57.901-07:00Hour 22 (3-4 a.m.): Now That's One Crazy Pig Farmer!Someone wanna tell me why they waited until the last 3 episodes to remind us that hiding inside every bad season is an awesome TV show struggling to get out?! <em><strong>Somebody, please!</strong></em><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEIXaphECI/AAAAAAAABM0/QpsOVwfGDmc/s1600-h/Despair.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066840254151987234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEIXaphECI/AAAAAAAABM0/QpsOVwfGDmc/s320/Despair.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Some observations:<br /><br />1. First 20 minutes kicked some major butt, especially that scene where Nadia, Morris, and Jack took out the Chinese kidnappers. It was intensely frenetic and just frantic enough to seem pretty real. It wasn’t pretty, which is what I liked about it. Poor Morris: armed a nuclear device under duress, nearly fell off the wagon, ended it with Chloe (although how do you break it off with someone who's already your ex?), and then was forced to fight a Chinese terrorist for his life, armed only with a Microsoft training certificate...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEIv6phEDI/AAAAAAAABM8/jD01GrFr6BY/s1600-h/CertificateOfAchievement.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066840675058782258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEIv6phEDI/AAAAAAAABM8/jD01GrFr6BY/s320/CertificateOfAchievement.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and a flask of whiskey.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEI7qphEEI/AAAAAAAABNE/6dvtfKNrw1c/s1600-h/MorrisFlask.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066840876922245186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEI7qphEEI/AAAAAAAABNE/6dvtfKNrw1c/s320/MorrisFlask.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />2. Anyone notice the American Express commercial that asked, “Are you left wanting more?” My reply: “No, not really. I’m sort of left wanting <em>So You Think You Can Dance</em>.”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEJJKphEFI/AAAAAAAABNM/s62-9yUQBHI/s1600-h/StupidDancing.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066841108850479186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEJJKphEFI/AAAAAAAABNM/s62-9yUQBHI/s320/StupidDancing.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />3. When Jack asked Josh if he had heard anything in the background as he talked to his grandfather, I SO wanted Josh to say “Yeah, I think I heard pigs squealing.”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEJZaphEGI/AAAAAAAABNU/Of7D15rkmjI/s1600-h/PhillipBauerAndBabe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066841388023353442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEJZaphEGI/AAAAAAAABNU/Of7D15rkmjI/s320/PhillipBauerAndBabe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />4. Loved Jack’s reply to the question “Why’s your dad involved?” </p><p>“I don’t know, but I’ll ask him when I find him…and then I’ll sever his fingers with this...<br /><br /></p><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEJs6phEHI/AAAAAAAABNc/JS09Q3dhbDM/s1600-h/Wirecutters.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066841723030802546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEJs6phEHI/AAAAAAAABNc/JS09Q3dhbDM/s320/Wirecutters.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...gouge out his eyes with this...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEJ6qphEII/AAAAAAAABNk/ZEMePReOC0I/s1600-h/NiceMelonScoop.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066841959254003842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEJ6qphEII/AAAAAAAABNk/ZEMePReOC0I/s320/NiceMelonScoop.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and roast his testicles with this.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEKHqphEJI/AAAAAAAABNs/9UsvPtwmYZE/s1600-h/ForemanGrill.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066842182592303250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEKHqphEJI/AAAAAAAABNs/9UsvPtwmYZE/s320/ForemanGrill.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />5. When Bishop wanted to know why Lisa Miller seemed distant, why didn’t she say, “Of course, I’m distant! I’m picturing myself in Gitmo eating rice and beans, you a$$!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEKoKphEKI/AAAAAAAABN0/bkGd6xEKGg4/s1600-h/RedBeansAndRice.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066842740938051746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEKoKphEKI/AAAAAAAABN0/bkGd6xEKGg4/s320/RedBeansAndRice.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I HATE YOU!” Isn't she about the third jilted woman to go berserk on <em>24</em>?! That's a little sexist. Why don't any jilted MEN ever go berzerk? </p><p>Sigh, another ridiculous repeated plot device. Why don’t we put the writers in Gitmo, FOR JACK’S SAKE!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEK9KphELI/AAAAAAAABN8/CTemPRVmojI/s1600-h/Guantanamo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066843101715304626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEK9KphELI/AAAAAAAABN8/CTemPRVmojI/s320/Guantanamo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />6. Speaking of Gitmo, now that Bishop <em>AND</em> Miller are headed there, I wonder if they’ll get conjugal visits?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlELH6phEMI/AAAAAAAABOE/84wLGAqs3rg/s1600-h/ConjugalVisit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066843286398898370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlELH6phEMI/AAAAAAAABOE/84wLGAqs3rg/s320/ConjugalVisit.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>(Poor Bishop. He'll probably get a conjugal visit before SHE will, if you know what I mean.)</em></p><p>7. I’m sure no one missed Cisco's very blatant TelePresence product placement.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlELrqphENI/AAAAAAAABOM/RmO34BhNX9M/s1600-h/CiscoNewLogo.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066843900579221714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlELrqphENI/AAAAAAAABOM/RmO34BhNX9M/s320/CiscoNewLogo.gif" border="0" /></a><br />It even got a mention in the script. What’s next? “CHLOE! I’m calling you from my sleek Sprint satellite phone...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEMfqphEOI/AAAAAAAABOU/jBXDagST7ao/s1600-h/Sprint.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066844793932419298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEMfqphEOI/AAAAAAAABOU/jBXDagST7ao/s320/Sprint.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...and I need a rundown on the schematics from your brand-new Dell laptop! <a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEMs6phEPI/AAAAAAAABOc/dvqgPBNsahk/s1600-h/Dell.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066845021565686002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEMs6phEPI/AAAAAAAABOc/dvqgPBNsahk/s320/Dell.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I’m on my way back in my Cadillac Escalade that seats eight comfortably...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEM3KphEQI/AAAAAAAABOk/OTaszFMP0ZM/s1600-h/Cadillac.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066845197659345154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEM3KphEQI/AAAAAAAABOk/OTaszFMP0ZM/s320/Cadillac.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...but before I do that, I need to sever my father’s fingers with my handy quick-motion Sears Craftsman wirecutters...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlENF6phERI/AAAAAAAABOs/NH301FBMfA0/s1600-h/Wirecutters.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066845451062415634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlENF6phERI/AAAAAAAABOs/NH301FBMfA0/s320/Wirecutters.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...gouge out his eyes with a stainless steel Pampered Chef melon scoop (available online and at finer department stores)...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlENQaphESI/AAAAAAAABO0/uw2OH5bBMpA/s1600-h/NiceMelonScoop.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066845631451042082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlENQaphESI/AAAAAAAABO0/uw2OH5bBMpA/s320/NiceMelonScoop.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and roast his testicles on a fat-reducing George Foreman Grill!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlENfaphEUI/AAAAAAAABPE/Hl-ojKhLJig/s1600-h/GeorgeForemanGrill.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066845889149079874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlENfaphEUI/AAAAAAAABPE/Hl-ojKhLJig/s320/GeorgeForemanGrill.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>OVER AND OUT!</strong></em><br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEN1aphEVI/AAAAAAAABPM/Wre_vXUovvs/s1600-h/JackBauer24.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066846267106201938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEN1aphEVI/AAAAAAAABPM/Wre_vXUovvs/s320/JackBauer24.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />8. Loved the way the Russian president...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEOJ6phEWI/AAAAAAAABPU/BybX3z0nIeQ/s1600-h/Suvarov.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066846619293520226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEOJ6phEWI/AAAAAAAABPU/BybX3z0nIeQ/s320/Suvarov.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...gave an ultimatum that fit conveniently into the 2-hour finale. Imagine how sweaty Noah “Boink Them 2 x 2” Daniels would’ve gotten had Suvarov said, “I’ll give you, uhh, THREE hours to meet my demands.” That would’ve been sweet!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEOV6phEXI/AAAAAAAABPc/8VsQm1YYKZk/s1600-h/NoahDaniels.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066846825451950450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEOV6phEXI/AAAAAAAABPc/8VsQm1YYKZk/s320/NoahDaniels.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />9. Loved the final moments. Daniels: “Tom. Karen. Although I normally don’t negotiate with known sociopaths (unless it’s Lisa Miller)...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEOiKphEYI/AAAAAAAABPk/16nv3O_BDDM/s1600-h/LisaMiller.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066847035905347970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEOiKphEYI/AAAAAAAABPk/16nv3O_BDDM/s320/LisaMiller.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(seen here wishing she had remembered to wash that Studio 54 stamp off her hand)</em><br /><br />...we’ve got to figure out what do about Phillip Bauer! I've got it…ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS! Tom, I know you have an advantage.”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEPOaphEZI/AAAAAAAABPs/J11vP3YXtQY/s1600-h/RockPaperScissors3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066847796114559378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEPOaphEZI/AAAAAAAABPs/J11vP3YXtQY/s320/RockPaperScissors3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />10. Did we really need Jack screaming “JOSH!” at the top of his lungs while Josh mouthed “Uncle Jackie-poo” as the helicopter lifts off? Gimme a break. Good lord, when they’re not lifting plot devices from their own shows, they’re stealing ideas from old Disney movies.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEPk6phEaI/AAAAAAAABP0/TC9FYOA33hg/s1600-h/OldYeller.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066848182661616034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEPk6phEaI/AAAAAAAABP0/TC9FYOA33hg/s320/OldYeller.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I kept expecting Streisand to fade into the soundtrack with "Memories"...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEQJqphEbI/AAAAAAAABP8/Y1bQ0FpDMi4/s1600-h/Barbra.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066848814021808562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEQJqphEbI/AAAAAAAABP8/Y1bQ0FpDMi4/s320/Barbra.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...while you-know-who flashed through Josh’s head...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEQTqphEcI/AAAAAAAABQE/CLRVTCsHsLs/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066848985820500418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEQTqphEcI/AAAAAAAABQE/CLRVTCsHsLs/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and you-know-who flashed through Jack’s head.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEQc6phEdI/AAAAAAAABQM/ic7geDhaHeE/s1600-h/DoyleRelaxing.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066849144734290386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEQc6phEdI/AAAAAAAABQM/ic7geDhaHeE/s320/DoyleRelaxing.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em><strong>In next week’s 2-hour finale:</strong></em><br /><br />Buchanan makes it back with a top-secret delivery...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEQn6phEeI/AAAAAAAABQU/14xcp3z9Mtc/s1600-h/Buchanan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066849333712851426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEQn6phEeI/AAAAAAAABQU/14xcp3z9Mtc/s320/Buchanan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...while Chloe faints when she sees this...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEQyKphEfI/AAAAAAAABQc/2x78CQ9E8VQ/s1600-h/ChloeGetsTheNews.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066849509806510578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RlEQyKphEfI/AAAAAAAABQc/2x78CQ9E8VQ/s320/ChloeGetsTheNews.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-3341489373114153632007-05-08T20:22:00.000-07:002007-05-14T05:48:28.412-07:00Hour 21 (2-3 a.m.): NIGHT OF THE LIVING BAD ACTRESSES!Can you imagine working at CTU? It's gotta SUCK!<br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfmWrfjG9I/AAAAAAAABI4/3Jw0BhJ8k98/s1600-h/LollipopGuild.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064269583307971538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfmWrfjG9I/AAAAAAAABI4/3Jw0BhJ8k98/s320/LollipopGuild.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I can hear it now, as one of those expendable background CTU employees finally makes it home after yet another exhausting day...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkfmg7fjG_I/AAAAAAAABJE/DbiCK_OYXJQ/s1600-h/DonnaReed.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064269759401630706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkfmg7fjG_I/AAAAAAAABJE/DbiCK_OYXJQ/s320/DonnaReed.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />“How was work today, dear? Here kids, drink this beer. It'll make Daddy laugh and help him feel better about working so much he can't remember your names. Oh, by the way, neither of you is his.”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfmtLfjHAI/AAAAAAAABJM/nErJNEz2U44/s1600-h/WardCleaver.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064269969855028226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfmtLfjHAI/AAAAAAAABJM/nErJNEz2U44/s320/WardCleaver.gif" border="0" /></a><br />“Oh, not too bad, honey. Milo Pressman got shot in the forehead by a Chinese terrorist. He died instantly. Nadia Yassir was mildly upset.”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkfm2LfjHBI/AAAAAAAABJU/LmwJ3raDfic/s1600-h/JuneCleaver.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064270124473850898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkfm2LfjHBI/AAAAAAAABJU/LmwJ3raDfic/s320/JuneCleaver.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />“Dear me! That's too bad. Ham-flavored gelatin?”<br /><br />Some observations:<br /><br />1. Bad Actress #2 enters the room, stage left. Rena Sofer as Marilyn really isn’t too convincing.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfnGLfjHCI/AAAAAAAABJc/EDcot74HZ6Q/s1600-h/RenaSoferWithFriend.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064270399351757858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfnGLfjHCI/AAAAAAAABJc/EDcot74HZ6Q/s320/RenaSoferWithFriend.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(seen here with Kiefer's double)</em><br /><br />Perhaps she should return to soap acting, where underacting is a virtue.<br /><br />2. Speaking of Bad Actress #2, that sappy dialogue where she promised Jack her undying support, no matter what happens, was very <em>Last of the Mohicans,</em> Daniel-Day Lewis, <em>"I WEEL FIND EWE!"</em> of her wasn’t it? Yawn.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfndbfjHDI/AAAAAAAABJk/zy32PDexWkk/s1600-h/TheLastMohican.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064270798783716402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfndbfjHDI/AAAAAAAABJk/zy32PDexWkk/s320/TheLastMohican.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(Cher and David Copperfield's lovechild)</em><br /><br />3. I really don’t give a flying flip about all these ridiculous romantic back stories. Chloe and Morris, Nadia and Milo, Nadia and Doyle, Jack and Doyle...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfoFrfjHEI/AAAAAAAABJs/I3_wpPaUnrQ/s1600-h/JackAndDoyleGetAllBrokeback.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064271490273451074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfoFrfjHEI/AAAAAAAABJs/I3_wpPaUnrQ/s320/JackAndDoyleGetAllBrokeback.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...They did, after all, have one of those Brokeback “Doyle, you're just gonna have to quit me, so's I can keel the bad guys” moments last week. Doyle was so overcome, he swooned. Didn’t Jack do the same thing with Curtis in a recent season? Yes, Jack's got real issues with his love connections...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfzcbfjHcI/AAAAAAAABMs/jyWLSrU_6Pg/s1600-h/LoveConnection.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064283975743380930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfzcbfjHcI/AAAAAAAABMs/jyWLSrU_6Pg/s320/LoveConnection.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and yes, I’m really perturbed with all this plot rehashing lately.<br /><br />4. Isn't Tom Lennox cold-hearted? Brrrrrrr.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfqabfjHLI/AAAAAAAABKk/Melha8QQbAM/s1600-h/LennoxIsCold.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064274045778992306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfqabfjHLI/AAAAAAAABKk/Melha8QQbAM/s320/LennoxIsCold.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Sort of creepy the way he watched Lisa Miller "spread democracy" with Bishop, without batting an eyelash.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfqzrfjHMI/AAAAAAAABKs/60S1y9U-JmU/s1600-h/TomLennoxStaring.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064274479570689218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfqzrfjHMI/AAAAAAAABKs/60S1y9U-JmU/s320/TomLennoxStaring.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />5. That Lisa Miller’s some traitor, isn't she? You know, somehow “enemy combatant”...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfrCLfjHNI/AAAAAAAABK0/IfDhQ4yBTgU/s1600-h/OJ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064274728678792402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfrCLfjHNI/AAAAAAAABK0/IfDhQ4yBTgU/s320/OJ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and “bumpin’ uglies for the good ol’ U.S. of A”...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfrJ7fjHOI/AAAAAAAABK8/l7a2bwHWCB0/s1600-h/DoingItForOurCountry.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064274861822778594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfrJ7fjHOI/AAAAAAAABK8/l7a2bwHWCB0/s320/DoingItForOurCountry.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...don’t belong in the same sentence. And having to do it in front of a camera. Egad!<br /><br />6. Gimme a break! Blowing up CTU and taking hostages?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfrdrfjHPI/AAAAAAAABLE/5332s0kiZtQ/s1600-h/CTUExplodes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064275201125194994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfrdrfjHPI/AAAAAAAABLE/5332s0kiZtQ/s320/CTUExplodes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Once again, another rehashed plot device!<br /><br />Didn’t CTU and Sara Gilbert get blown up on Day 2?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfrnbfjHQI/AAAAAAAABLM/2ooRxlq9TUk/s1600-h/SaraGilbert.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064275368628919554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfrnbfjHQI/AAAAAAAABLM/2ooRxlq9TUk/s320/SaraGilbert.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And didn’t Derek, the daughter Jack never had, get taken hostage on Day 5?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkfso7fjHRI/AAAAAAAABLU/AOs8ZvZ-1XA/s1600-h/DerekTheDaughter.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064276493910351122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkfso7fjHRI/AAAAAAAABLU/AOs8ZvZ-1XA/s320/DerekTheDaughter.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Yes and yes. Apparently, CTU is the third most incompetent, bumbling federal entity EVER! After this one...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkfs5bfjHSI/AAAAAAAABLc/qfupxVLKc34/s1600-h/IRS.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064276777378192674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkfs5bfjHSI/AAAAAAAABLc/qfupxVLKc34/s320/IRS.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and this one.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkftArfjHTI/AAAAAAAABLk/dN1gzujqw_E/s1600-h/WhiteHouse.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064276901932244274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkftArfjHTI/AAAAAAAABLk/dN1gzujqw_E/s320/WhiteHouse.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />7. Well, I must admit Milo’s murder was quite a shocker.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkftObfjHUI/AAAAAAAABLs/qWoPSOltpbg/s1600-h/MiloPressman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064277138155445570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkftObfjHUI/AAAAAAAABLs/qWoPSOltpbg/s320/MiloPressman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Seen here overly baked by his tanning bed and wearing his "New Kids on the Block" Halloween costume. </em><br /><br />If you looked really closely, you could see Nadia in the background making dinner reservations for her and Doyle.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkftubfjHVI/AAAAAAAABL0/xeYWhN6YVZg/s1600-h/OliveGarden.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064277687911259474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkftubfjHVI/AAAAAAAABL0/xeYWhN6YVZg/s320/OliveGarden.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />8. So, Josh Bauer is the bargaining tool for some mysterious reason. I’m placing bets now that the season will end with Jack discovering that Josh is his son...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkft6bfjHWI/AAAAAAAABL8/hgCWOZ98hqU/s1600-h/Josh.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064277894069689698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkft6bfjHWI/AAAAAAAABL8/hgCWOZ98hqU/s320/Josh.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...engaging in a violent showdown with his own father...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfuErfjHXI/AAAAAAAABME/SsyuLQbdHRE/s1600-h/JackConfrontsHisDad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064278070163348850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfuErfjHXI/AAAAAAAABME/SsyuLQbdHRE/s320/JackConfrontsHisDad.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...realizing that plying Marilyn with alcohol at that Christmas party in 1991 obviously was a bad idea...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkfv_rfjHYI/AAAAAAAABMM/F8PtKTB4LDA/s1600-h/JackAndMarilynAtChristmas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064280183287258498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rkfv_rfjHYI/AAAAAAAABMM/F8PtKTB4LDA/s320/JackAndMarilynAtChristmas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...admitting that Graem used to have pretty good hair...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfwSbfjHZI/AAAAAAAABMU/c12q6kOosXo/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064280505409805714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfwSbfjHZI/AAAAAAAABMU/c12q6kOosXo/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and gracefully accepting the fact that, you know, having an evil ba$tard for a dad and a pig for a brother sets him apart from other federal agents.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfwiLfjHaI/AAAAAAAABMc/Ev1OtLBap1I/s1600-h/PhillipBauerAndBabe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064280775992745378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfwiLfjHaI/AAAAAAAABMc/Ev1OtLBap1I/s320/PhillipBauerAndBabe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>Next week:</strong></em><br /><br />We finally get to meet Jack’s mom.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfwtrfjHbI/AAAAAAAABMk/yfbrHSgeSkU/s1600-h/JacksMom.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064280973561241010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RkfwtrfjHbI/AAAAAAAABMk/yfbrHSgeSkU/s320/JacksMom.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-3472688373823845252007-05-01T19:56:00.000-07:002007-05-06T21:31:06.503-07:00Hour 20 (1-2 a.m.): Damn, Have I Been Yawning for Half a Year Almost?Ho hum.<br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6dWrfjGhI/AAAAAAAABFY/5Y2qWN58E0w/s1600-h/Yawn.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061656044168747538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6dWrfjGhI/AAAAAAAABFY/5Y2qWN58E0w/s320/Yawn.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>24 </em>has been so disjointed and disappointing this season, I found myself wanting to dig out my old high school chemistry book out of the attic and read the index for entertainment. O, the inanity!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6dhLfjGiI/AAAAAAAABFg/8ueekzwnCds/s1600-h/BoredSilly.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061656224557373986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6dhLfjGiI/AAAAAAAABFg/8ueekzwnCds/s320/BoredSilly.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />A few observations.<br /><br />1. Was it me, or did Audrey’s “Help me, Jack” mantra remind anyone of R2D2’s Princess Leia hologram: “Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi; you're my only hope.”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6dvLfjGjI/AAAAAAAABFo/vh6z61PMSLs/s1600-h/R2D2Projection.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061656465075542578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6dvLfjGjI/AAAAAAAABFo/vh6z61PMSLs/s320/R2D2Projection.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Wish I had been watching THAT for the last five months. Geez.<br /><br />2. Of course, Jack has to hog all the action (in spite of being conspicuously absent from the screen for much of this season). “I’m the only one who can help her! DAMMIT, PEOPLE! I’M THE ONLY WHO CAN SPEAK STORK! LET ME TRY!”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6eArfjGkI/AAAAAAAABFw/162h3paf2jo/s1600-h/JackAndAudrey.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061656765723253314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6eArfjGkI/AAAAAAAABFw/162h3paf2jo/s320/JackAndAudrey.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Here Jack tries to get Audrey to remember the last thing the evil Chinese guy did to her. She finally reveals the horror of what she was forced to do every morning for six months.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6elLfjGlI/AAAAAAAABF4/9-esZVSAzwg/s1600-h/AudreyBeingTortured.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061657392788478546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6elLfjGlI/AAAAAAAABF4/9-esZVSAzwg/s320/AudreyBeingTortured.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />3. Good lord. Can't believe they used the “I’ve got a lover, but I had no clue he was actually a spy stealing classified information” trick again. Didn't they use that a few seasons back? Another spy, another night I could’ve watched reruns of <em>Mama’s Family.</em><br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6e5bfjGmI/AAAAAAAABGA/rlsjptnowzI/s1600-h/MamasFamily.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061657740680829538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6e5bfjGmI/AAAAAAAABGA/rlsjptnowzI/s320/MamasFamily.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />4. In spite of the superfluous subplot involving Chloe and Morris, I did feel a little sad for Chloe when Morris said “Enough is enough.” Her tears came not from the pain of lost love...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6fErfjGnI/AAAAAAAABGI/w6D35ebs9go/s1600-h/Chloe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061657933954357874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6fErfjGnI/AAAAAAAABGI/w6D35ebs9go/s320/Chloe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...but from having turned down a chance to star in <em>Delta Farce.</em><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6fP7fjGoI/AAAAAAAABGQ/hIOjhBtINXQ/s1600-h/DeltaFarce.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061658127227886210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6fP7fjGoI/AAAAAAAABGQ/hIOjhBtINXQ/s320/DeltaFarce.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />5. Dr. Bradley is NOT someone I want to consult for anything remotely medical or psychological. I get the idea his first plan of action is always to pull out the CTU "Information Extractor."<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6fpbfjGpI/AAAAAAAABGY/Yp4BOhV6Ot4/s1600-h/CattleProd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061658565314550418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6fpbfjGpI/AAAAAAAABGY/Yp4BOhV6Ot4/s320/CattleProd.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Not good.<br /><br />6. Isn't it sad that I found myself pulling for Doyle somewhat because THERE WAS NOTHING BETTER TO DO?! And good grief, Marisol Nichols, the actress playing Nadia, is not only having a meltdown in character, but as an actress as well!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6f8bfjGqI/AAAAAAAABGg/BZJ9-dBF4nM/s1600-h/NadiaYassir.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061658891732064930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6f8bfjGqI/AAAAAAAABGg/BZJ9-dBF4nM/s320/NadiaYassir.gif" border="0" /></a><br />She’s just not very good. By the way, I just read that shes' a Scientologist.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6gZLfjGrI/AAAAAAAABGo/kQr3XZFvYGQ/s1600-h/TomCruiseWithOprah.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061659385653303986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6gZLfjGrI/AAAAAAAABGo/kQr3XZFvYGQ/s320/TomCruiseWithOprah.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />No wonder she can't act: all the creativity's being sucked out of her wallet. I suspect Nadia will die in a vicious shootout when CTU discovers its own cleaning staff has been swabbing all the computer keyboards with...RAW CHICKEN!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6gl7fjGsI/AAAAAAAABGw/kLqjjzVC4do/s1600-h/RawChicken.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061659604696636098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6gl7fjGsI/AAAAAAAABGw/kLqjjzVC4do/s320/RawChicken.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />7. The whole sequence with Jack spiriting Audrey away into the bowels of CTU...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6gvbfjGtI/AAAAAAAABG4/bSDgSDt37eU/s1600-h/Bowels.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061659767905393362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6gvbfjGtI/AAAAAAAABG4/bSDgSDt37eU/s320/Bowels.gif" border="0" /></a><br />...just in time to make a psychological breakthrough while Nadia finally comes into her own as a leader of CTU was just a bunch of silly hogwash.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6hFbfjGuI/AAAAAAAABHA/BYhpREc1SKo/s1600-h/HogWash.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061660145862515426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6hFbfjGuI/AAAAAAAABHA/BYhpREc1SKo/s320/HogWash.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Speaking of bowels, did everyone in Fox's writers’ room come down with the flu or something?! The writing has suffered for quite some time now.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6hpbfjGvI/AAAAAAAABHI/wLiNO1YPbVA/s1600-h/FluBug.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061660764337806066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6hpbfjGvI/AAAAAAAABHI/wLiNO1YPbVA/s320/FluBug.gif" border="0" /></a><br />8. Really the only highlight of the episode was Veep “Noah’s Arch” Daniels giving Lisa Miller her just desserts.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6iSbfjGwI/AAAAAAAABHQ/0Uk5Y3k9p_Q/s1600-h/Veep.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061661468712442626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6iSbfjGwI/AAAAAAAABHQ/0Uk5Y3k9p_Q/s320/Veep.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Now THAT was pretty yummy. Lisa Miller will look good in orange, won’t she?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6if7fjGxI/AAAAAAAABHY/0C6ayzt0DPg/s1600-h/OrangeJumpsuit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061661700640676626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6if7fjGxI/AAAAAAAABHY/0C6ayzt0DPg/s320/OrangeJumpsuit.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />9. Nice to see James “The Trout” Heller back at CTU.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6jSbfjGzI/AAAAAAAABHo/KekpsPpAf9g/s1600-h/Trout.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061662568224070450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6jSbfjGzI/AAAAAAAABHo/KekpsPpAf9g/s320/Trout.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />What he said to Jack was some mighty strong words, but oh, so true! “Jack, everything you touch ends up dead...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6jhrfjG0I/AAAAAAAABHw/QQT8L_XWBMQ/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061662830217075522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6jhrfjG0I/AAAAAAAABHw/QQT8L_XWBMQ/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...Your other brother may be alive right now...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6jw7fjG1I/AAAAAAAABH4/zVHmMkfmNUw/s1600-h/JacksOtherBrother.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061663092210080594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6jw7fjG1I/AAAAAAAABH4/zVHmMkfmNUw/s320/JacksOtherBrother.gif" border="0" /></a><br />...but for how long?!”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6kU7fjG2I/AAAAAAAABIA/FWufKv4wjq8/s1600-h/Bacon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061663710685371234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6kU7fjG2I/AAAAAAAABIA/FWufKv4wjq8/s320/Bacon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>Next week:</strong></em><br /><br />President Palmer wakes up from his second coma in less than 24 hours just in time to reprimand his assistant for losing his makeup bag.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6pLLfjG8I/AAAAAAAABIw/hq11W3HYzTw/s1600-h/PresidentPalmerTalkstoNadia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061669040739785666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6pLLfjG8I/AAAAAAAABIw/hq11W3HYzTw/s320/PresidentPalmerTalkstoNadia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Maniacally cunning Phillip Bauer...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6knbfjG3I/AAAAAAAABII/_orLsTMKYuI/s1600-h/PhillipBauer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061664028512951154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6knbfjG3I/AAAAAAAABII/_orLsTMKYuI/s320/PhillipBauer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...returns to town to take some pigs to market...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6k0rfjG4I/AAAAAAAABIQ/4T6-iij2OI8/s1600-h/PigHerd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061664256146217858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6k0rfjG4I/AAAAAAAABIQ/4T6-iij2OI8/s320/PigHerd.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and have a final showdown with his son...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6mAbfjG5I/AAAAAAAABIY/nwbg4JGo60Y/s1600-h/Jack.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061665557521308562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6mAbfjG5I/AAAAAAAABIY/nwbg4JGo60Y/s320/Jack.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(seen here making sure Milo doesn't snag the last Diet Coke out of the CTU fridge)</em><br /><br />...while the CTU company nurse shows up at precisely the wrong time to give employees their annual physical.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6m87fjG7I/AAAAAAAABIo/vEkJJdRp1Ys/s1600-h/CTUDoctorAndHisGlove.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061666596903394226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rj6m87fjG7I/AAAAAAAABIo/vEkJJdRp1Ys/s320/CTUDoctorAndHisGlove.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-73437552646124431692007-04-24T18:55:00.000-07:002007-04-29T22:02:37.051-07:00Hour 19 (12-1 a.m.): Was It Me, Or Did I Just Go Into Macy's and Buy a Digital Toaster from Bill Buchanan?Is that a look of disbelief on your face, or are you just watching another episode of <em>24</em>?<br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVkWbfjGAI/AAAAAAAABBQ/3Gp0SDY6mfc/s1600-h/LookOfShock.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059060092920600578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVkWbfjGAI/AAAAAAAABBQ/3Gp0SDY6mfc/s320/LookOfShock.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Actually, not a horrendous episode in a season chock full of weird, spotty, ludicrous episodes. And still, I’d have to argue that compared to a lot of the crap on TV, <em>24</em> isn’t the worst thing out there. This is:<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjV0NLfjGgI/AAAAAAAABFQ/vGsUUf-T7Jg/s1600-h/DancingWithStars.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059077526192855554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjV0NLfjGgI/AAAAAAAABFQ/vGsUUf-T7Jg/s320/DancingWithStars.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />A few observations.<br /><br />1. Love the way Doyle “acquired” another vehicle.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVkn7fjGBI/AAAAAAAABBY/oJVYu5Q25m0/s1600-h/Carjacked.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059060393568311314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVkn7fjGBI/AAAAAAAABBY/oJVYu5Q25m0/s320/Carjacked.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I tried that this week and spent the night in the slammer.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVk8rfjGCI/AAAAAAAABBg/MXdnQrN55QI/s1600-h/GoingtoJail.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059060750050596898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVk8rfjGCI/AAAAAAAABBg/MXdnQrN55QI/s320/GoingtoJail.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />2. Love the way Buchanan referred to Jack’s antics as “going rogue.”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVlabfjGDI/AAAAAAAABBo/h-pWEWMFXz8/s1600-h/GoneRogue.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059061261151705138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVlabfjGDI/AAAAAAAABBo/h-pWEWMFXz8/s320/GoneRogue.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I tried to "go rogue" this week and spent the night in the slammer.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVlkbfjGEI/AAAAAAAABBw/bO_cLm0EK6I/s1600-h/InTheSlammer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059061432950396994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVlkbfjGEI/AAAAAAAABBw/bO_cLm0EK6I/s320/InTheSlammer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />3. Love the way Chloe could have sung “torn between two agents, feelin’ like a fool!” but didn't.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVlzLfjGFI/AAAAAAAABB4/iugPnVCTQfk/s1600-h/Torn.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059061686353467474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVlzLfjGFI/AAAAAAAABB4/iugPnVCTQfk/s320/Torn.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I tried to sing that song at the top of my lungs in my cubicle this week...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVmnLfjGGI/AAAAAAAABCA/SPBPpbFbC3I/s1600-h/LoudSinging.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059062579706665058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVmnLfjGGI/AAAAAAAABCA/SPBPpbFbC3I/s320/LoudSinging.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and spent an hour in my boss’s office.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVm07fjGHI/AAAAAAAABCI/C2EnafSJ8PA/s1600-h/BossYellingAtMe.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059062815929866354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVm07fjGHI/AAAAAAAABCI/C2EnafSJ8PA/s320/BossYellingAtMe.bmp" border="0" /></a></p><p><em>He told me in no uncertain terms it made him sad and angry at the same time.<br /></em><br />4. Hate the way Noah Daniels is PURE EVIL!<br /><br /></p><p><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVnB7fjGII/AAAAAAAABCQ/GR7YXTm-tCk/s1600-h/Satan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059063039268165762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVnB7fjGII/AAAAAAAABCQ/GR7YXTm-tCk/s320/Satan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Note: I don't think Satan's a lesbian, nor are lesbians satanic, but isn't this cover the best?!</em><br /><br />And Tom Lennox, whom I formerly was warming up to, now seems iffy enough that I’ve labeled him Satan’s impish brown-noser.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVncLfjGJI/AAAAAAAABCY/qG81t9Pp-AQ/s1600-h/TomLennox.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059063490239731858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVncLfjGJI/AAAAAAAABCY/qG81t9Pp-AQ/s320/TomLennox.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Tried calling someone at work that, and spent the night knocked unconscious behind my car in the company parking lot.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVnpLfjGKI/AAAAAAAABCg/8WdN_LyyWFg/s1600-h/LyingUnconscious.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059063713578031266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVnpLfjGKI/AAAAAAAABCg/8WdN_LyyWFg/s320/LyingUnconscious.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />5. Hate the way Noah Daniels, nearing 80, is boinking Lisa Miller, clearly just out of junior college. It’s worse than a May-December romance. It’s more like a January Five Years Ago-January 2018 romance.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVn4LfjGLI/AAAAAAAABCo/LtZxx4oi7OI/s1600-h/MayDecember.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059063971276069042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVn4LfjGLI/AAAAAAAABCo/LtZxx4oi7OI/s320/MayDecember.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Talk about “executive privilege.” Cringe-a-palooza! </em>And no, I’m not gonna make an “I tried that” joke here because I don’t want to spend the night knocked unconscious on the floor of my living room.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVoVbfjGNI/AAAAAAAABC4/reEoO8zVBeY/s1600-h/OutLikeaLight.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059064473787242706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVoVbfjGNI/AAAAAAAABC4/reEoO8zVBeY/s320/OutLikeaLight.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />6. Loved the way Cheng agreed to meet Jack in an abandoned motel. How many abandoned buildings are in L.A.?!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVolbfjGOI/AAAAAAAABDA/9GOKc0c3KBw/s1600-h/AbandonedMotel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059064748665149666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVolbfjGOI/AAAAAAAABDA/9GOKc0c3KBw/s320/AbandonedMotel.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Someone needs to revitalize the neighborhood. I tried staying at an abandoned motel once, and ended up with someone lurking outside my shower.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVozrfjGPI/AAAAAAAABDI/fjdZCw8L3RM/s1600-h/ShowerFromHell.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059064993478285554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVozrfjGPI/AAAAAAAABDI/fjdZCw8L3RM/s320/ShowerFromHell.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Not good!</em><br /><br />7. Hate the way Bill Buchanan got the pink slip…FROM HIS OWN WIFE! That’s gotta hurt. Hope he can find work, poor guy.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVpJ7fjGQI/AAAAAAAABDQ/JrsSs3O9K2g/s1600-h/BuchananFindsAJob.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059065375730374914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVpJ7fjGQI/AAAAAAAABDQ/JrsSs3O9K2g/s320/BuchananFindsAJob.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Tried working as a Wal-Mart greeter once and ended up unconscious behind my car in the employee parking lot.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVporfjGRI/AAAAAAAABDY/MLBE5YuZWXY/s1600-h/PassedOutInTheParkingLot.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059065904011352338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVporfjGRI/AAAAAAAABDY/MLBE5YuZWXY/s320/PassedOutInTheParkingLot.png" border="0" /></a><br />Not sure why, unless that chicken salad in the breakroom had something to do with it.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVqo7fjGTI/AAAAAAAABDo/Y7e66gsc5N8/s1600-h/ChickenSaladSandwich.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059067007817947442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVqo7fjGTI/AAAAAAAABDo/Y7e66gsc5N8/s320/ChickenSaladSandwich.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>No one had claimed it; I merely applied the five-minute rule for food on the floor and went for it. Or is that the five-SECOND rule? Anyway, I woke up 17 hours later. </em><br /><br />8. Love the way Chloe spoke Chloese and hurt Morris’ feelings so bad, he asked to get transferred.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVrurfjGUI/AAAAAAAABDw/yI1vrpa3GAA/s1600-h/Morris.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059068206113823042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVrurfjGUI/AAAAAAAABDw/yI1vrpa3GAA/s320/Morris.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I tried getting transferred last week and spent an hour in my boss’s office.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVr57fjGVI/AAAAAAAABD4/7dv7h42lv7k/s1600-h/BossYellingAtMe.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059068399387351378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVr57fjGVI/AAAAAAAABD4/7dv7h42lv7k/s320/BossYellingAtMe.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><em>He told me in no uncertain terms it made him sad and angry at the same time.</em> </p><p>9. Love the way Silver Spoons EFFED UP EVERYTHING! What a moron.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVsHrfjGWI/AAAAAAAABEA/TsTERdjUblk/s1600-h/DoyleEffsUp.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059068635610552674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVsHrfjGWI/AAAAAAAABEA/TsTERdjUblk/s320/DoyleEffsUp.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>If he had been wearing the suit, those drivers wouldn't have been so scared.</em><br /><br />Things might've turned out better if his sidekick Alfonso Ribeiro had been there to create some sort of dancing diversion.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVs_bfjGXI/AAAAAAAABEI/fAy6M2W3woY/s1600-h/Alfonso.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059069593388259698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVs_bfjGXI/AAAAAAAABEI/fAy6M2W3woY/s320/Alfonso.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I tried dancing like Michael Jackson once.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVtKbfjGYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/5w2dZiULu7k/s1600-h/DancingBadly.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059069782366820738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVtKbfjGYI/AAAAAAAABEQ/5w2dZiULu7k/s320/DancingBadly.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Pulled a groin muscle...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVx0rfjGfI/AAAAAAAABFI/e6HG97--ZJ0/s1600-h/Groin.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059074906262804978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVx0rfjGfI/AAAAAAAABFI/e6HG97--ZJ0/s320/Groin.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and my prom date left with her Chemistry lab partner.<br /><br />10. Love the way Audrey Raines...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVtfrfjGZI/AAAAAAAABEY/39eTc4ZbyxA/s1600-h/AudreyRaines.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059070147439040914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVtfrfjGZI/AAAAAAAABEY/39eTc4ZbyxA/s320/AudreyRaines.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...has apparently been brainwashed by the Chinese government to incessantly play the Helen Keller role from <em>Miracle Worker.</em><br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVtrrfjGaI/AAAAAAAABEg/BSRWYO_0tpM/s1600-h/AudreyIsCrazy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059070353597471138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVtrrfjGaI/AAAAAAAABEg/BSRWYO_0tpM/s320/AudreyIsCrazy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Gimme a break! Obviously she's let the role go to her head. During my community theater days in Lubbock, Texas, I tried to snag a minor part in <em>Miracle Worker</em>; they let me go because I kept trying to "enrich" the role by inserting tunes from <em>Yentl.</em><br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVuYrfjGbI/AAAAAAAABEo/MnUMhvGNoUE/s1600-h/Yentl.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059071126691584434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVuYrfjGbI/AAAAAAAABEo/MnUMhvGNoUE/s320/Yentl.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>Turns out Helen Keller's not Jewish. They said she couldn't "eat with a fork," not "eat any pork."</em></p><p>11. Speaking of pork, love the way the pig...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVuqrfjGcI/AAAAAAAABEw/MMh0Z2ReiG4/s1600-h/BabeHides.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059071435929229762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVuqrfjGcI/AAAAAAAABEw/MMh0Z2ReiG4/s320/BabeHides.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and the Redfro keep ending up in my blog.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVu1LfjGdI/AAAAAAAABE4/fIT-xrIb3ys/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059071616317856210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVu1LfjGdI/AAAAAAAABE4/fIT-xrIb3ys/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>The season’s been so weird, what else is there to talk about?!</em><br /><br /><strong>Next week:</strong><br /><br />This guy comes back for a rather tense father-and-son talk with Jack.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVvCrfjGeI/AAAAAAAABFA/dSEZSGBb_zA/s1600-h/TheDonald.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059071848246090210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RjVvCrfjGeI/AAAAAAAABFA/dSEZSGBb_zA/s320/TheDonald.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-15977840432461001422007-04-17T05:26:00.000-07:002007-04-24T06:32:26.048-07:00Hour 18 (11 p.m.-12 a.m.): Deng it, Jo-jo!<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri36DF57VNI/AAAAAAAAA_w/kmAvCwBIMVM/s1600-h/CarlJunior.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri36DF57VNI/AAAAAAAAA_w/kmAvCwBIMVM/s320/CarlJunior.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056972887638627538" /></a><br /><br />Gawl-durn it!<br /><br />I had a bunch of cump'nee over...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri39mF57VOI/AAAAAAAAA_4/ShJkKln5gvM/s1600-h/HuntingParty.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri39mF57VOI/AAAAAAAAA_4/ShJkKln5gvM/s320/HuntingParty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056976787468932322" /></a><br /><br />...for a skunk hunt...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri39wl57VPI/AAAAAAAABAA/MBk4L6abkDg/s1600-h/skunk.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri39wl57VPI/AAAAAAAABAA/MBk4L6abkDg/s320/skunk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056976967857558770" /></a><br /><br />...so didn't git to put the blog on what people in my neck o' the woods...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4E2V57VQI/AAAAAAAABAI/pYOW5wHi8Do/s1600-h/MyNeckofTheWoods.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4E2V57VQI/AAAAAAAABAI/pYOW5wHi8Do/s320/MyNeckofTheWoods.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056984763223201026" /></a><br />...call the Information Superhighway!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4FRV57VSI/AAAAAAAABAY/E52C3Kew9no/s1600-h/InformationSuperhighway.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4FRV57VSI/AAAAAAAABAY/E52C3Kew9no/s320/InformationSuperhighway.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056985227079669026" /></a><br /><br />Summer 'fraid Jack's jumped the shark.<br /> <br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4FJl57VRI/AAAAAAAABAQ/9pzzesBPzkw/s1600-h/SharkJumping.PNG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4FJl57VRI/AAAAAAAABAQ/9pzzesBPzkw/s320/SharkJumping.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056985093935682834" /></a><br /><br />That may have some truthity to it, but Jack on his worst day...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4FcF57VTI/AAAAAAAABAg/0OB59x4_6Z8/s1600-h/BadDayJack.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4FcF57VTI/AAAAAAAABAg/0OB59x4_6Z8/s320/BadDayJack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056985411763262770" /></a><br /><br />...is better than a good day on any show that features this...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4Fn157VUI/AAAAAAAABAo/X8jPwCaWnX4/s1600-h/DancingThatIHate.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4Fn157VUI/AAAAAAAABAo/X8jPwCaWnX4/s320/DancingThatIHate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056985613626725698" /></a><br /><br />...or this.<br /> <br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4Ful57VVI/AAAAAAAABAw/Ait9DmG1raw/s1600-h/Sanjaya.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4Ful57VVI/AAAAAAAABAw/Ait9DmG1raw/s320/Sanjaya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056985729590842706" /></a><br /><br />Until next week, keep your hearts and mind focused on this...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4GCl57VWI/AAAAAAAABA4/ITZM2NA1IgA/s1600-h/AudreyRaines.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4GCl57VWI/AAAAAAAABA4/ITZM2NA1IgA/s320/AudreyRaines.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056986073188226402" /></a><br />...this...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4GLl57VXI/AAAAAAAABBA/1j5LASaIwRs/s1600-h/BrotherOfJack.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4GLl57VXI/AAAAAAAABBA/1j5LASaIwRs/s320/BrotherOfJack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056986227807049074" /></a><br /><br />...and ESPECIALLY THIS!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4GT157VYI/AAAAAAAABBI/mwCTjaQFLxE/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Ri4GT157VYI/AAAAAAAABBI/mwCTjaQFLxE/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056986369540969858" /></a>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-3900785216664503472007-04-10T12:03:00.000-07:002007-04-15T21:02:56.835-07:00Hour 17 (10-11 p.m.): I May Have Accidentally Tuned Into a Pay-per-view WWF Match Called “Chainz of Rage: Immortal Vs. The Hairless Turk”Other than this one...<br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLShEsLbTI/AAAAAAAAA6A/CO7Sjwu0drE/s1600-h/TVFight.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053833197499673906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLShEsLbTI/AAAAAAAAA6A/CO7Sjwu0drE/s320/TVFight.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>...THAT WAS THE BEST TV FIGHT EVER!</em><br /><br />A few observations:<br /><br />1. So, Gredenko’s dead.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLTKEsLbUI/AAAAAAAAA6I/YCmqU9CiiaA/s1600-h/Gredenko.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053833901874310466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLTKEsLbUI/AAAAAAAAA6I/YCmqU9CiiaA/s320/Gredenko.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />That’s what he gets for becoming a Russian insurgent, collaborating with a terrorist, trying to blow up the United States, walking into a bar full of southern California bikers, and hiding under a pier after chopping off his own arm.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLTYEsLbVI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Wm8U6eMhCwo/s1600-h/FakeArm.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053834142392479058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLTYEsLbVI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Wm8U6eMhCwo/s320/FakeArm.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em>IT’S HIS OWN DANG FAULT!</em></strong><br /><br />2. Wow, what a bluff from Wayne Palmer.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLT7ksLbWI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/taCwlFgzM2Q/s1600-h/WaynePalmerStandsStrong.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053834752277835106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLT7ksLbWI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/taCwlFgzM2Q/s320/WaynePalmerStandsStrong.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />We all thought it was very nonchalant and insane of him to start WWIII...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLUEEsLbXI/AAAAAAAAA6g/lecKoqcuRrQ/s1600-h/WorldWarIII.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053834898306723186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLUEEsLbXI/AAAAAAAAA6g/lecKoqcuRrQ/s320/WorldWarIII.jpg" border="0" /></a> ...like he was on crack...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLURUsLbYI/AAAAAAAAA6o/RfC23y1SgtQ/s1600-h/DoingCrack.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053835125939989890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLURUsLbYI/AAAAAAAAA6o/RfC23y1SgtQ/s320/DoingCrack.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...or huffing paint thinner...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLUcUsLbZI/AAAAAAAAA6w/1123HQliksI/s1600-h/PaintThinner.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053835314918550930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLUcUsLbZI/AAAAAAAAA6w/1123HQliksI/s320/PaintThinner.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...or shooting adrenaline...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLUk0sLbaI/AAAAAAAAA64/m69m2lHTPqQ/s1600-h/Adrenaline.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053835460947439010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLUk0sLbaI/AAAAAAAAA64/m69m2lHTPqQ/s320/Adrenaline.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...oh wait, he WAS shooting adrenaline. Never mind. He should be proud of himself for standing strong...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLU6ksLbbI/AAAAAAAAA7A/1nukiOnTMzc/s1600-h/PalmerStandingTall.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053835834609593778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLU6ksLbbI/AAAAAAAAA7A/1nukiOnTMzc/s320/PalmerStandingTall.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and growing some major cojones...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLVCksLbcI/AAAAAAAAA7I/hYtVl1BaIT4/s1600-h/Cojones.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053835972048547266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLVCksLbcI/AAAAAAAAA7I/hYtVl1BaIT4/s320/Cojones.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...like the ones Martha Logan used to have.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLVWUsLbdI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/F0xvW95zeKU/s1600-h/BrassBallz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053836311350963666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLVWUsLbdI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/F0xvW95zeKU/s320/BrassBallz.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Sad thing is he’s weakening and has developed a bad case of the shakes.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLVf0sLbeI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/RIkqvQBcVcw/s1600-h/TheShakes.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053836474559720930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLVf0sLbeI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/RIkqvQBcVcw/s320/TheShakes.gif" border="0" /></a> Maybe him’s just a little chilly and needs a hand-knit afghan...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLVqUsLbfI/AAAAAAAAA7g/LmDpVv49h3o/s1600-h/Afghan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053836654948347378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLVqUsLbfI/AAAAAAAAA7g/LmDpVv49h3o/s320/Afghan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(or "affikan," as my Aunt Della used to call them)<br /></em>...or one of those full-length, sit-on-the-sofa sleeping-bag things.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLVxUsLbgI/AAAAAAAAA7o/C0rf6bi9EQ0/s1600-h/BodyWarmer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053836775207431682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLVxUsLbgI/AAAAAAAAA7o/C0rf6bi9EQ0/s320/BodyWarmer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />3. Loved it when Jack used the term “pharmaceutical package” to refer to barbaric torturing implements.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLV-EsLbhI/AAAAAAAAA7w/3oquknaEGIQ/s1600-h/TortureToys.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053836994250763794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLV-EsLbhI/AAAAAAAAA7w/3oquknaEGIQ/s320/TortureToys.jpg" border="0" /></a> Would’ve been funny if he had said, "“Here, take one of these."<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLWQUsLbiI/AAAAAAAAA74/U9_qApqGwUI/s1600-h/PainReliever.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053837307783376418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLWQUsLbiI/AAAAAAAAA74/U9_qApqGwUI/s320/PainReliever.gif" border="0" /></a><br />4. Doyle’s a little trigger-happy, isn’t he?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLWl0sLbkI/AAAAAAAAA8I/v1bxRfB4iNM/s1600-h/TriggerHappyDoyle.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053837677150563906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLWl0sLbkI/AAAAAAAAA8I/v1bxRfB4iNM/s320/TriggerHappyDoyle.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Too bad a real bullet didn’t accidentally discharge during the whole fake Fayed rescue scene and hit Silver Spoons right in the kiester!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLWvksLblI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/jNyZFdFT_Os/s1600-h/DoyleInPain.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053837844654288466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLWvksLblI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/jNyZFdFT_Os/s320/DoyleInPain.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />5. Speaking of the fake terrorist takeover, I actually thought Jack was merely another hapless victim of another L.A. drive-by...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLXEUsLbmI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/N1xVtH0796k/s1600-h/RoadRage.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053838201136574050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLXEUsLbmI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/N1xVtH0796k/s320/RoadRage.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...that just happened to be a highly complex staged operation involving a multinational roving band of heavily armed enraged California motorists.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLXgksLbnI/AAAAAAAAA8g/owkLxfOPSuI/s1600-h/BadTraffic.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053838686467878514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLXgksLbnI/AAAAAAAAA8g/owkLxfOPSuI/s320/BadTraffic.gif" border="0" /></a><br />6. Meanwhile, <em>An Agent’s Deepest Desire</em> returns...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLXsEsLboI/AAAAAAAAA8o/ACCkxbnxzc8/s1600-h/RomanceNovels.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053838884036374146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLXsEsLboI/AAAAAAAAA8o/ACCkxbnxzc8/s320/RomanceNovels.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...with Nadia and Milo on the verge of either major fisticuffs or uncontrollable passion. Either way, it’s a ridiculous juvenile subplot. You know, Milo may end up being the real a$$; the way he grabbed Nadia's arm was very telling.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLX9ksLbpI/AAAAAAAAA8w/qDoK8hw0BsU/s1600-h/MiloTheAss.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053839184684084882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLX9ksLbpI/AAAAAAAAA8w/qDoK8hw0BsU/s320/MiloTheAss.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I will place bets now that Nadia and Doyle will end up being a couple next season...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLd00sLbqI/AAAAAAAAA84/xE821rNEoig/s1600-h/DoyleAndNadia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053845631429996194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLd00sLbqI/AAAAAAAAA84/xE821rNEoig/s320/DoyleAndNadia.jpg" border="0" /></a> ...and one of them will lose a limb.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLeCksLbrI/AAAAAAAAA9A/NOOlIpVrZt0/s1600-h/ArmsAndLegs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053845867653197490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLeCksLbrI/AAAAAAAAA9A/NOOlIpVrZt0/s320/ArmsAndLegs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />7. I CANNOT BELIEVE they resorted to the ol’ “Ditch the Black Escalade in the Tunnel and Escape Through the Conveniently Unlocked Utility Door” trick!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLfmUsLbsI/AAAAAAAAA9I/rIcpYR_Q_2M/s1600-h/Escalade.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053847581345148610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLfmUsLbsI/AAAAAAAAA9I/rIcpYR_Q_2M/s320/Escalade.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Didn’t they just use that on Day 4 or 5?! I think <em>Prison Break</em> used it recently too. There must be a Plot Device Depository in Burbank somewhere.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLfz0sLbtI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/heaBFBsUxb8/s1600-h/PlotDeviceDepository.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053847813273382610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLfz0sLbtI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/heaBFBsUxb8/s320/PlotDeviceDepository.jpg" border="0" /></a> Before we know it, we’ll see it used on <em>Seventh Heaven...<br /></em><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLf-UsLbuI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/iq5o1okjK7k/s1600-h/SeventhHeaven.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053847993662009058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLf-UsLbuI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/iq5o1okjK7k/s320/SeventhHeaven.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />...or <em>Good Morning America!<br /><br /></em><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLgHUsLbvI/AAAAAAAAA9g/rKceaR1fuGY/s1600-h/GMA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053848148280831730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLgHUsLbvI/AAAAAAAAA9g/rKceaR1fuGY/s320/GMA.jpg" border="0" /></a>8. Have you ever noticed that whenever Jack ducks into any kind of cement structure, be it the Department of Transportation Van Nuys Sub-station, the San Andreas Electrical Switching Facility, or Abandoned Warehouse #44...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLh1EsLbwI/AAAAAAAAA9o/RM7xKyTjx9I/s1600-h/AbandonedWarehouse.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053850033771474690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLh1EsLbwI/AAAAAAAAA9o/RM7xKyTjx9I/s320/AbandonedWarehouse.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...he stealthily scurries around without making a noise? No one's really paid attention to his feet, but obviously he’s been wearing these:<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLiJ0sLbxI/AAAAAAAAA9w/HtsJw-JM7HY/s1600-h/JackSecretWeapon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053850390253760274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLiJ0sLbxI/AAAAAAAAA9w/HtsJw-JM7HY/s320/JackSecretWeapon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />9. Thank God Fayed didn’t hit any speed bumps: That’s all we need..."Jack Bauer: Roadkill."<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLj4ksLbyI/AAAAAAAAA94/J90oo3A10MA/s1600-h/Roadkill.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053852292924272418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLj4ksLbyI/AAAAAAAAA94/J90oo3A10MA/s320/Roadkill.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />10. BEST TV FIGHT EVER! Wow. That final smackdown between Jack and Fayed really kicked butt!<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLniksLbzI/AAAAAAAAA-A/_e-DnihOjfE/s1600-h/JackAndFayed.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053856313013661490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLniksLbzI/AAAAAAAAA-A/_e-DnihOjfE/s320/JackAndFayed.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />...complete with the very Schwarzenegger-esque “Say hello to your brother.”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLnrUsLb0I/AAAAAAAAA-I/mdnpCFNjbSs/s1600-h/Jackinator.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053856463337516866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLnrUsLb0I/AAAAAAAAA-I/mdnpCFNjbSs/s320/Jackinator.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />That fight included a hail of gunfire, gnashing of teeth, biting, screaming, beating with lead pipes and two-by-fours, lots of kidney punches and eye gouges, and finally a delightful hanging by chain.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLoeksLb1I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/UcLkabr8Oq4/s1600-h/JackAndFayed2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053857343805812562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLoeksLb1I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/UcLkabr8Oq4/s320/JackAndFayed2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I don’t know about you guys, but the whole thing reminded me of the last Powers Thanksgiving.<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLoo0sLb2I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/4KsOMtSDaY4/s1600-h/Thanksgiving.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053857519899471714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLoo0sLb2I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/4KsOMtSDaY4/s320/Thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I got a little misty...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLpDUsLb3I/AAAAAAAAA-g/anAbfLDc-8E/s1600-h/CryBaby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053857975166005106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLpDUsLb3I/AAAAAAAAA-g/anAbfLDc-8E/s320/CryBaby.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />11. THE STORK LIVES!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLq5ksLb5I/AAAAAAAAA-w/8yfNreFfB4A/s1600-h/AudreyRainesLIVES.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053860006685536146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLq5ksLb5I/AAAAAAAAA-w/8yfNreFfB4A/s320/AudreyRainesLIVES.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />PRAISE JESUS...<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLrHUsLb6I/AAAAAAAAA-4/idTqfPI7vNg/s1600-h/Hallelujah.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053860242908737442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLrHUsLb6I/AAAAAAAAA-4/idTqfPI7vNg/s320/Hallelujah.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...THE STORK LIVES!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLrQ0sLb7I/AAAAAAAAA_A/Pi7_aTjd0oM/s1600-h/AudreyRaines.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053860406117494706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLrQ0sLb7I/AAAAAAAAA_A/Pi7_aTjd0oM/s320/AudreyRaines.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />What an abrupt plot change! Sadly, Jack can’t get his money back on the Dead Stork Memorial Statue, because he had it engraved with "In loving memory of my beloved Terri, I mean, Nina, I mean, that Mexican drug lord's girlfriend whose name I can't recall, I mean, Diane (mother of Derek, the daughter I never had), I mean, Kate, <em>I MEAN AUDREY! GEEZ!"</em><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLqY0sLb4I/AAAAAAAAA-o/xh-abGG4JTI/s1600-h/StorkStatue.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053859444044820354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLqY0sLb4I/AAAAAAAAA-o/xh-abGG4JTI/s320/StorkStatue.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong><em>Next week:</em></strong><br /><br />Struggling to stay under CTU’s radar, Jack fights to rescue Audrey from Cheng Zhi, the Evil Chinese Chef...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLrpksLb8I/AAAAAAAAA_I/1GZBrsTQ7sQ/s1600-h/EvilChineseChef.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053860831319257026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLrpksLb8I/AAAAAAAAA_I/1GZBrsTQ7sQ/s320/EvilChineseChef.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...who threatens that if Jack doesn’t do everything he demands, he'll make Audrey Raines into STORK STEW!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLrx0sLb9I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/jF8ek-U743U/s1600-h/StorkSoup.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053860973053177810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLrx0sLb9I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/jF8ek-U743U/s320/StorkSoup.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Jack must bite the bullet and depend on assistance from Philip, his hell-bound father.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLr6UsLb-I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/8hYNQLfqxN0/s1600-h/EvilPhilip.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053861119082065890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLr6UsLb-I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/8hYNQLfqxN0/s320/EvilPhilip.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />In a rare moment of civility, the bickering father and son reminisce about Red Afro before things went south...<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLsM0sLb_I/AAAAAAAAA_g/IEKvOyhB3VI/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053861436909645810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLsM0sLb_I/AAAAAAAAA_g/IEKvOyhB3VI/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and that flippin’ pig!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLsXEsLcAI/AAAAAAAAA_o/3_Q3fudrreg/s1600-h/PhilipAndBabe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053861613003304962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RiLsXEsLcAI/AAAAAAAAA_o/3_Q3fudrreg/s320/PhilipAndBabe.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-83615216588701393472007-04-03T16:48:00.000-07:002007-04-08T21:35:25.209-07:00Hour 16 (9-10 p.m.): A One-Armed Russian Walks Into a Bar…A fine episode, indeed, with a delightfully shocking ending.<br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhmz1kX-QXI/AAAAAAAAA1w/p2dJqp8LWJw/s1600-h/Omigod.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051266189951385970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhmz1kX-QXI/AAAAAAAAA1w/p2dJqp8LWJw/s320/Omigod.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />A few observations:<br /><br />1. Once again, Noah “I eat live bunnies for breakfast” Daniels...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhmz70X-QYI/AAAAAAAAA14/FhUx-Iu-Vs0/s1600-h/BunniesforBreakfast.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051266297325568386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhmz70X-QYI/AAAAAAAAA14/FhUx-Iu-Vs0/s320/BunniesforBreakfast.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...solidifies his reputation as the Vilest, Most Satanic Vice President Ever...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm0QkX-QZI/AAAAAAAAA2A/qZaDgIIL8QY/s1600-h/LuciferDaniels.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051266653807853970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm0QkX-QZI/AAAAAAAAA2A/qZaDgIIL8QY/s320/LuciferDaniels.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...perhaps beating out even Charles Logan...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm0bEX-QaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/iO6ahaSiUMQ/s1600-h/CharlesLogan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051266834196480418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm0bEX-QaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/iO6ahaSiUMQ/s320/CharlesLogan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...Andrew Johnson...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm0nUX-QbI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/0CYVV0v2Ndo/s1600-h/AndrewJohnson.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051267044649877938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm0nUX-QbI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/0CYVV0v2Ndo/s320/AndrewJohnson.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...or even Spiro T. Agnew...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm00kX-QcI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/3Z-O8RcvqTY/s1600-h/AgnewWithNixon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051267272283144642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm00kX-QcI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/3Z-O8RcvqTY/s320/AgnewWithNixon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(who deserves a certain amount of disdain for his name alone).</em><br /><br />2. I kept expecting Tom Lennox to announce, "To prove that President Palmer is 100% healthy, HE WILL DANCE FOR YOU! DANCE, MR. PRESIDENT, DANCE!”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm1REX-QdI/AAAAAAAAA2g/lEj4cAI3Uz8/s1600-h/PalmerDancing.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051267761909416402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm1REX-QdI/AAAAAAAAA2g/lEj4cAI3Uz8/s320/PalmerDancing.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />3. Loved the Milo/Nadia conversation: “Milo, let’s put it behind us.” “Okay, but before we do that, can we put some tonsil hockey behind Chloe's desk?!”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm1akX-QeI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zMHyzxyBx_Y/s1600-h/MiloAndNadiaKissing.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051267925118173666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm1akX-QeI/AAAAAAAAA2o/zMHyzxyBx_Y/s320/MiloAndNadiaKissing.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />4. Not likin’ Little Ricky one bit:<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm1m0X-QfI/AAAAAAAAA2w/G5vDWKn2mcY/s1600-h/DoyleTheAss.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051268135571571186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm1m0X-QfI/AAAAAAAAA2w/G5vDWKn2mcY/s320/DoyleTheAss.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />“I’m sorry we got off to a ‘bad start,’ Nadia.” So, “bad start” apparently refers to that horrible ten minutes when he was pumping her full of sodium pentathol and crushing her trachea.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm1yEX-QgI/AAAAAAAAA24/9HalUEkJAYg/s1600-h/Interrogation.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051268328845099522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm1yEX-QgI/AAAAAAAAA24/9HalUEkJAYg/s320/Interrogation.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />5. A little-known clause in the 25th amendment stipulates that if a cabinet vote ends in a tie...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm3DEX-QiI/AAAAAAAAA3I/8Hqx-bOGBjQ/s1600-h/TugOWar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051269720414503458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm3DEX-QiI/AAAAAAAAA3I/8Hqx-bOGBjQ/s320/TugOWar.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>...TUG O’ WAR, BABY!<br /></strong></em><br />For some reason, I picture this tie-breaking activity involving Condi Rice kickin’ major butt...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm3X0X-QjI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/WctGLsPaGPs/s1600-h/CondiKickingButt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051270076896789042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm3X0X-QjI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/WctGLsPaGPs/s320/CondiKickingButt.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...while Dick Cheney is forced to sit out with minor chest pains.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm3hUX-QkI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/GpF_Ie82Hw4/s1600-h/DickCheney.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051270240105546306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm3hUX-QkI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/GpF_Ie82Hw4/s320/DickCheney.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />6. So, Doyle reads the Koran all of a sudden and we're suddenly supposed to feel sympathy for him?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm3xUX-QlI/AAAAAAAAA3g/FFB-Oz_CGzU/s1600-h/DoyleReadsTheKoran.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051270514983453266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm3xUX-QlI/AAAAAAAAA3g/FFB-Oz_CGzU/s320/DoyleReadsTheKoran.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Big deal. Noah Daniels probably knows Scripture like the back of his scaly snake-like hand...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm390X-QmI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ejTM6hN4Z3o/s1600-h/LuciferDaniels2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051270729731818082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm390X-QmI/AAAAAAAAA3o/ejTM6hN4Z3o/s320/LuciferDaniels2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...but that doesn't mean we have to invite him to our son's bar mitzvah. Geez!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhnAsEX-Q4I/AAAAAAAAA54/rnEPgSgo16M/s1600-h/BarMitzvah.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051280320393790338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhnAsEX-Q4I/AAAAAAAAA54/rnEPgSgo16M/s320/BarMitzvah.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />7. If you ask me, Buchanan and Karen need a big break…AT THE BUFFET OF LOVE!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm4M0X-QnI/AAAAAAAAA3w/1cwzQz2PpSc/s1600-h/BuchananAndHayes.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051270987429855858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm4M0X-QnI/AAAAAAAAA3w/1cwzQz2PpSc/s320/BuchananAndHayes.gif" border="0" /></a><br />8. So, Lisa “Another Blonde from Another Failed TV Series” Miller is willing to commit perjury for <strong><em>VICE</em></strong> President Daniels. Is there a May-December romance we need to know about?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm4XkX-QoI/AAAAAAAAA34/y86tB6sWQZc/s1600-h/MayDecember.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051271172113449602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm4XkX-QoI/AAAAAAAAA34/y86tB6sWQZc/s320/MayDecember.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Ewe. Obviously that bee-yatch got “zapped” by an alien, if you know what I mean (wink, wink).<br /><br />9. The whole “I’ve been taping you” scene between Daniels and Lennox was superb. He better watch his back, though. I now respect Tom Lennox again, for growing some ballz...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm4zEX-QpI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Tnd2Zb7pnNc/s1600-h/BrassKiwis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051271644559852178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm4zEX-QpI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Tnd2Zb7pnNc/s320/BrassKiwis.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...in spite of his deciding a long time ago to appear onscreen like this.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm4-UX-QqI/AAAAAAAAA4I/YveFvqExwow/s1600-h/TomLennoxGhostBuster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051271837833380514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm4-UX-QqI/AAAAAAAAA4I/YveFvqExwow/s320/TomLennoxGhostBuster.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />10. I expect Daniels will spend the remainder of the season hiding behind doors or around corners and jumping out at President Palmer wearing a really scary mask, in hopes of sending him into cardiac arrest.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm5T0X-QrI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/LU-u2KZEamQ/s1600-h/ScaryMask2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051272207200567986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm5T0X-QrI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/LU-u2KZEamQ/s320/ScaryMask2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Nothing ruins a State dinner like a defibrillator.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm5dUX-QsI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/HHrEQTDhKkw/s1600-h/Defib.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051272370409325250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm5dUX-QsI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/HHrEQTDhKkw/s320/Defib.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />11. Have you noticed this show has an amputation fetish?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm5w0X-QtI/AAAAAAAAA4g/GAD6PolN8Jk/s1600-h/ArmsAndLegs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051272705416774354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm5w0X-QtI/AAAAAAAAA4g/GAD6PolN8Jk/s320/ArmsAndLegs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(an inventory photo taken from CTU's last field-op)</em><br />How many limbs and appendages will be lost before someone intervenes?! I keep expecting the Bobbitts to make a cameo.<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm6FkX-QuI/AAAAAAAAA4o/6bSY6L6tckI/s1600-h/TheBobbitts.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051273061899059938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm6FkX-QuI/AAAAAAAAA4o/6bSY6L6tckI/s320/TheBobbitts.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />12. What a shocking ending! Wayne Palmer loses his marbles...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm6QkX-QvI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ewVqSENr_aw/s1600-h/Marbles.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051273250877620978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm6QkX-QvI/AAAAAAAAA4w/ewVqSENr_aw/s320/Marbles.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and launches the nuke anyway!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm6Z0X-QwI/AAAAAAAAA44/-5CKj1dZKGA/s1600-h/NukeGoesOff.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051273409791410946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm6Z0X-QwI/AAAAAAAAA44/-5CKj1dZKGA/s320/NukeGoesOff.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Wat up wit dat? Apparently, his girdle was on too tight.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm6nkX-QxI/AAAAAAAAA5A/sq8gxb1cH1E/s1600-h/WaynesTooTightGirdle.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051273646014612242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm6nkX-QxI/AAAAAAAAA5A/sq8gxb1cH1E/s320/WaynesTooTightGirdle.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />That, or that useless government doctor mistook this stuff for adrenaline:<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm6x0X-QyI/AAAAAAAAA5I/i2azVN_b3M0/s1600-h/Smirnoff.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051273822108271394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm6x0X-QyI/AAAAAAAAA5I/i2azVN_b3M0/s320/Smirnoff.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em>Next week:<br /></em></strong><br />In yet another example of egregious miscasting, this guy makes a cameo as the Malaysian ambassador to the U.S.;<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm7GkX-QzI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/-HuAbU3EWoE/s1600-h/ALF.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051274178590556978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm7GkX-QzI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/-HuAbU3EWoE/s320/ALF.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />this guy goes into hiding during the Easter holiday;<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm7bEX-Q0I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/bvX2i1g7qm4/s1600-h/BabeHides.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051274530777875266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm7bEX-Q0I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/bvX2i1g7qm4/s320/BabeHides.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />and during his hunt for his one-armed Russian, Jack drops by Forest Lawn...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm7tkX-Q1I/AAAAAAAAA5g/JMhQjwDJDZc/s1600-h/ForestLawn.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051274848605455186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm7tkX-Q1I/AAAAAAAAA5g/JMhQjwDJDZc/s320/ForestLawn.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...not only to talk to the funeral director about certain upcoming arrangements...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm8E0X-Q3I/AAAAAAAAA5w/6tWEF6ku9Ns/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051275248037413746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm8E0X-Q3I/AAAAAAAAA5w/6tWEF6ku9Ns/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...but also to “check out” the facilities.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm75UX-Q2I/AAAAAAAAA5o/aOy1W56E9ok/s1600-h/MensRoom.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051275050468918114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rhm75UX-Q2I/AAAAAAAAA5o/aOy1W56E9ok/s320/MensRoom.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-11074130321409835102007-03-27T16:46:00.000-07:002007-04-01T22:46:57.999-07:00Hour 15 (8-9 p.m.): This Week on An Agent’s Deepest Desire, Two Federal Agents Get All Slobbery and Then Plan to Boink Later...Or were we watching a government-funded version of this...<br /><p align="left"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB0IB1hFoI/AAAAAAAAAw4/FTL27k7QNdU/s1600-h/JackAndBrady.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048662863563003522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB0IB1hFoI/AAAAAAAAAw4/FTL27k7QNdU/s320/JackAndBrady.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...minus the couch-jumpin’ freak, of course.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB0hB1hFpI/AAAAAAAAAxA/rzOfai-LcGY/s1600-h/CruiseOnCouch.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048663293059733138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB0hB1hFpI/AAAAAAAAAxA/rzOfai-LcGY/s320/CruiseOnCouch.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Very good scene with Brady. Thank God he didn't freak out, as idiot savants in the movies are wont to do.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB10x1hFqI/AAAAAAAAAxI/KfCFg_vpBTk/s1600-h/BradyFreakingOut.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048664731873777314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB10x1hFqI/AAAAAAAAAxI/KfCFg_vpBTk/s320/BradyFreakingOut.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />A few observations:<br /><br />1. Doyle’s bad, but is he evil?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB2Zx1hFrI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/0xuWgqwwewI/s1600-h/EvilDoyle.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048665367528937138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB2Zx1hFrI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/0xuWgqwwewI/s320/EvilDoyle.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Yes, I think so. All those crying jags as a kid...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB4MR1hFsI/AAAAAAAAAxY/cFnMGwPI5yw/s1600-h/LittleRicky.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048667334623958722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB4MR1hFsI/AAAAAAAAAxY/cFnMGwPI5yw/s320/LittleRicky.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and those dark years on <em>Silver Spoons...<br /></em><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB4aB1hFtI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hW9KSaDLKLY/s1600-h/TheDarknessThatWasSilverSpoons.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048667570847160018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB4aB1hFtI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hW9KSaDLKLY/s320/TheDarknessThatWasSilverSpoons.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />...probably turned him into one bad seed.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB4yB1hFuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/3FOzYhUxTe8/s1600-h/TheBadSeed.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048667983164020450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB4yB1hFuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/3FOzYhUxTe8/s320/TheBadSeed.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />He’ll probably bite it somewhere down the line.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB5Ph1hFvI/AAAAAAAAAxw/nxO-pCcx3cs/s1600-h/DoyleSomeday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048668489970161394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB5Ph1hFvI/AAAAAAAAAxw/nxO-pCcx3cs/s320/DoyleSomeday.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />2. I really like Karen Hayes, but her bedside manner has a lot to be desired: “Uhh, Sandra, I’m sorry for all that hullabaloo a couple years ago, what with your big brother getting that nasty bullet to the head right after he became known as the BEST PRESIDENT EVER!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB5qR1hFwI/AAAAAAAAAx4/meYjQ2RzrK4/s1600-h/JackAndPalmer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048668949531662082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB5qR1hFwI/AAAAAAAAAx4/meYjQ2RzrK4/s320/JackAndPalmer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and your Muslim boyfriend getting thrown into an interment camp...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB9BB1hFxI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ChVylu7ufHY/s1600-h/Walid.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048672638908569362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB9BB1hFxI/AAAAAAAAAyA/ChVylu7ufHY/s320/Walid.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and now your other big brother who happens to be the CURRENT President of the United States lies there knocked out by an assassin's bomb...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB-QR1hFyI/AAAAAAAAAyI/CoVuTqeKxUo/s1600-h/PrezPalmerDownForTheCount.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048674000413202210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB-QR1hFyI/AAAAAAAAAyI/CoVuTqeKxUo/s320/PrezPalmerDownForTheCount.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...while the evil crazy Vice President...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB-rx1hFzI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1tNTznynAYM/s1600-h/NoahDaniels.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048674472859604786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhB-rx1hFzI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/1tNTznynAYM/s320/NoahDaniels.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...has a pissing contest...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCAPB1hF0I/AAAAAAAAAyY/-s8ERyWnLLc/s1600-h/PeeingContest.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048676177961621314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCAPB1hF0I/AAAAAAAAAyY/-s8ERyWnLLc/s320/PeeingContest.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...with an innocent Middle Eastern country (albeit unnamed because Fox TV can’t afford the fallout of having Fayed hail from any of these countries)...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCAyh1hF1I/AAAAAAAAAyg/wEDl4FOnpBA/s1600-h/MEMap.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048676787846977362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCAyh1hF1I/AAAAAAAAAyg/wEDl4FOnpBA/s320/MEMap.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...in spite of all you’re going through...d’ya think you could give us permission to wake up Wayne...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCD_x1hF6I/AAAAAAAAAzI/ptubeTesMgY/s1600-h/WaynePalmerOnCasualFriday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048680314015127458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCD_x1hF6I/AAAAAAAAAzI/ptubeTesMgY/s320/WaynePalmerOnCasualFriday.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(seen here on a recent White House Casual Friday)</em><br />...possibly sending him into cardiac arrest...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCCTh1hF3I/AAAAAAAAAyw/5tV33_zu0Gg/s1600-h/CardiacArrest.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048678454294288242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCCTh1hF3I/AAAAAAAAAyw/5tV33_zu0Gg/s320/CardiacArrest.gif" border="0" /></a><br />...but maybe waking him just long enough to prevent World War III?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCDHB1hF5I/AAAAAAAAAzA/iheaokiWh7o/s1600-h/WorldWarIII.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048679339057551250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCDHB1hF5I/AAAAAAAAAzA/iheaokiWh7o/s320/WorldWarIII.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Hmm? Whatcha think ‘bout that? Whaddya think Wayne would do if he were awake right now?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCBoB1hF2I/AAAAAAAAAyo/01aurbs-Htw/s1600-h/WaynePalmerLooksDownUponUsAll.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048677706969978722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCBoB1hF2I/AAAAAAAAAyo/01aurbs-Htw/s320/WaynePalmerLooksDownUponUsAll.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />What Would Wayne Do?! WWWD?! Get it? Dontcha think he'd be watching over us, just like in the above picture? Choosing his beloved country over everything else?! No pressure. Life as we know it only hangs in the balance. Take your time. Want some coffee?”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCEwx1hF7I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/LiozNcwh4r4/s1600-h/ServingCoffee.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048681155828717490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCEwx1hF7I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/LiozNcwh4r4/s320/ServingCoffee.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Geez, Karen, <em>LAY OFF!</em><br /><br />3. Meanwhile, back at Raymond’s house, I mean, Brady’s house, Jack talks to Dustin Hoffman:<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCFPR1hF8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/N60wqp6kiq4/s1600-h/JackAndBradyTalking.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048681679814727618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCFPR1hF8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/N60wqp6kiq4/s320/JackAndBradyTalking.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />“Brady, I ‘m going to ‘talk’ to your brother Mark,” which translates to “I’m going to poke him in his wound with a pencil until he screams to the point of exhausted delirium.”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCF4x1hF9I/AAAAAAAAAzg/9nbkFW-3zn8/s1600-h/JackQuestionsHauser.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048682392779298770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCF4x1hF9I/AAAAAAAAAzg/9nbkFW-3zn8/s320/JackQuestionsHauser.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br />4. Meanwhile, back at Ass-a-Palooza, I mean, CTU...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCGVR1hF-I/AAAAAAAAAzo/-4ZPLtVgKms/s1600-h/CTUPicnic.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048682882405570530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCGVR1hF-I/AAAAAAAAAzo/-4ZPLtVgKms/s320/CTUPicnic.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...Doyle continues to be an ass.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCHdx1hF_I/AAAAAAAAAzw/QTx_Rrrds50/s1600-h/DoyleYellingAtSomeone.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048684127946086386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCHdx1hF_I/AAAAAAAAAzw/QTx_Rrrds50/s320/DoyleYellingAtSomeone.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />And of course, Buchanan convinces Nadia to keep working. What’s with all these wronged employees setting aside their differences for the greater good? <em>WHEN, ON GOD’S GREEN EARTH, IS SOMEONE GONNA SUE CTU’S A$$ INTO OBLIVION?!!! WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME?!</em> Sort of makes me wanna pull my hair out.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCIHR1hGAI/AAAAAAAAAz4/N9QUOjLx2ck/s1600-h/PullingMyHairOut.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048684840910657538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCIHR1hGAI/AAAAAAAAAz4/N9QUOjLx2ck/s320/PullingMyHairOut.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />5. Of course, we had to watch Milo and Nadia make out... </p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCJUR1hGBI/AAAAAAAAA0A/_yiMvrZd7GM/s1600-h/MiloAndNadia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048686163760584722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCJUR1hGBI/AAAAAAAAA0A/_yiMvrZd7GM/s320/MiloAndNadia.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><em>(get a room already!)</em> <p align="left">...as if the producers wanted to say, “See, folks, different cultures CAN get along and even end up boinking, if you just give love a chance!” (YAWN) <em>Stop wasting our time with the silly romantic back story!</em><br /><br />6. Loved it when Jack said, “Prep Gredenko for interrogation.” We all know that was Jackspeak for “Moisturize his fingernails with alcohol and cayenne pepper for proper bamboo shoot insertion.”<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCJ5B1hGCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/q9U9lOLrzAk/s1600-h/BambooShoots.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048686795120777250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCJ5B1hGCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/q9U9lOLrzAk/s320/BambooShoots.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Hmm. Not as dangerous-looking as I imagined. Guess it's all in the technique.</em><br /><br />7. What a shocker! Wayne Palmer flatlines for oh, say, about 2 minutes before waking up a little groggy, but basically refreshed.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCLHx1hGDI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/M-ro5JDxIcg/s1600-h/WayneAwake.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048688148035475506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCLHx1hGDI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/M-ro5JDxIcg/s320/WayneAwake.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />He’s been drinking Jack Juice, apparently.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCLzR1hGEI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/EhoJC0QLjzI/s1600-h/JackJuice.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048688895359785026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCLzR1hGEI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/EhoJC0QLjzI/s320/JackJuice.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>WAYNE PALMER CAME OUT OF HIS CHEMICALLY INDUCED COMA JUST IN TIME TO SAVE THE WORLD! WOO HOO!</em> Why in the heck didn’t he force Noah "Nuke 'em Two by Two" Daniels to tender his resignation?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCMSx1hGFI/AAAAAAAAA0g/paELWOT9XKU/s1600-h/NoahDanielsIdiotCowboy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048689436525664338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCMSx1hGFI/AAAAAAAAA0g/paELWOT9XKU/s320/NoahDanielsIdiotCowboy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Or do something just as honorable, like swallow arsenic...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCNMR1hGGI/AAAAAAAAA0o/xHG2fGfPRgE/s1600-h/Arsenic.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048690424368142434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCNMR1hGGI/AAAAAAAAA0o/xHG2fGfPRgE/s320/Arsenic.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...or commit hari-kari...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCN3x1hGKI/AAAAAAAAA1I/_QZnenQYOw0/s1600-h/HariKari.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048691171692452002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCN3x1hGKI/AAAAAAAAA1I/_QZnenQYOw0/s320/HariKari.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...or manage a fast-food place?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCNsB1hGJI/AAAAAAAAA1A/rAyv79jgCOk/s1600-h/WorkingAtWendys.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048690969828989074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCNsB1hGJI/AAAAAAAAA1A/rAyv79jgCOk/s320/WorkingAtWendys.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...or move to New Zealand with this guy...<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCUqh1hGNI/AAAAAAAAA1g/opBEpf7NfR4/s1600-h/JacksOtherBrother.gif"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048698640640579794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCUqh1hGNI/AAAAAAAAA1g/opBEpf7NfR4/s320/JacksOtherBrother.gif" border="0" /></a><br />...or be forced to cut his hair like this...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCU-x1hGOI/AAAAAAAAA1o/eXkowQGLBKg/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048698988532930786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCU-x1hGOI/AAAAAAAAA1o/eXkowQGLBKg/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>Next week:</strong></em><br /><br />Milo and Nadia make out some more...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCP3h1hGLI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/hnSCxOyFAf8/s1600-h/MiloAndNadiaContinue.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048693366420740274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCP3h1hGLI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/hnSCxOyFAf8/s320/MiloAndNadiaContinue.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...while in another over-the-top decision, Fox casts this person as the Attorney General:<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCQPB1hGMI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/06xJEkO1daM/s1600-h/AttorneyGeneralSimmons.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048693770147666114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RhCQPB1hGMI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/06xJEkO1daM/s320/AttorneyGeneralSimmons.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Dammit, Simmons, get off your tiptoes, stop dancin', turn off that loud oldies crap, shed those gawl-durn short shorts, and DEEM WAYNE PALMER INCOMPETENT!</em></p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-12733041026796738452007-03-20T15:47:00.000-07:002007-03-26T05:25:48.931-07:00Hour 14 (7-8 p.m.): Like That Old Waterbed in Our Basement, CTU Springs Another LeakIs it me or is this season getting WAY OVER THE TOP?!<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgb9lyoIymI/AAAAAAAAAr8/vKXL89pYH4g/s1600-h/OverTheTop.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045999258202327650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgb9lyoIymI/AAAAAAAAAr8/vKXL89pYH4g/s320/OverTheTop.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Here Jack disguises himself as an aging truck driver who enters an arm-wrestling contest to win back his tween-aged son's love. Don't laugh. How much you wanna bet it's a major plot point in Season Seven?<br /></em><br />What’s next? A boxing kangaroo?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgb-qSoIynI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gza1yGTwv5c/s1600-h/BoxingKangaroo.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046000435023366770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgb-qSoIynI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gza1yGTwv5c/s320/BoxingKangaroo.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />Grace Jones as an evil mastermind?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgclECoIyoI/AAAAAAAAAsM/SCgPSqFZues/s1600-h/GraceJones.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046042658846853762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgclECoIyoI/AAAAAAAAAsM/SCgPSqFZues/s320/GraceJones.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Casting the director’s daughter in a major role?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgclrCoIypI/AAAAAAAAAsU/4A3apPhQ7bI/s1600-h/SofiaCoppolaBadActress.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046043328861751954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgclrCoIypI/AAAAAAAAAsU/4A3apPhQ7bI/s320/SofiaCoppolaBadActress.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Thank God you found directing, Sofia.</em><br /><br />We've been there, done that on just about every plot point. Do faithful fans really need another mole at CTU?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcmWyoIyqI/AAAAAAAAAsc/LjigEf9QGss/s1600-h/CapitolHillMole.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046044080481028770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcmWyoIyqI/AAAAAAAAAsc/LjigEf9QGss/s320/CapitolHillMole.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Another dead wife/lover/girlfriend for Jack?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcmzSoIyrI/AAAAAAAAAsk/jUy5xHw3RWw/s1600-h/AudreyRaines.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046044570107300530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcmzSoIyrI/AAAAAAAAAsk/jUy5xHw3RWw/s320/AudreyRaines.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Another nuclear crisis/World War III averted at the last second?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcnEioIysI/AAAAAAAAAss/PNkFxaKmcuA/s1600-h/WorldWar3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046044866460043970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcnEioIysI/AAAAAAAAAss/PNkFxaKmcuA/s320/WorldWar3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Another foreigner and/or employee under suspicion tortured in the bowels of the CTU building?<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcnhyoIytI/AAAAAAAAAs0/I5kN2NYks2A/s1600-h/CTUTorture.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046045368971217618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcnhyoIytI/AAAAAAAAAs0/I5kN2NYks2A/s320/CTUTorture.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Another incident of bad blood between employees?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgcn4CoIyuI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Nidh27ltV7o/s1600-h/BadBlood.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046045751223306978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgcn4CoIyuI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Nidh27ltV7o/s320/BadBlood.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Another Friend of Jack dead and gone?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcoPCoIyvI/AAAAAAAAAtE/IMpX8COioGk/s1600-h/PalmerFOJ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046046146360298226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcoPCoIyvI/AAAAAAAAAtE/IMpX8COioGk/s320/PalmerFOJ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Another rogue group of foreign terrorists?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcokioIywI/AAAAAAAAAtM/gPFV7d6z1do/s1600-h/RussianTerrorists.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046046515727485698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcokioIywI/AAAAAAAAAtM/gPFV7d6z1do/s320/RussianTerrorists.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Another malicious president?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgco-ioIyxI/AAAAAAAAAtU/VqjvxDc-jG0/s1600-h/EvilPresidentCoolidge.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046046962404084498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgco-ioIyxI/AAAAAAAAAtU/VqjvxDc-jG0/s320/EvilPresidentCoolidge.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><br />There are concerns among my fellow Jackophiles that <em>24 </em>has <a href="http://www.jumptheshark.com/index.jspa">jumped the shark.</a><br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcrJCoIyyI/AAAAAAAAAtc/jMWsb_NARMc/s1600-h/JumpTheShark.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046049341815966498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgcrJCoIyyI/AAAAAAAAAtc/jMWsb_NARMc/s320/JumpTheShark.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Let’s just pray this is just one of those off seasons. You know, it’s cyclical: seasons 3 & 4 were not super, but fairly good, what with all of Kim’s boyfriends losing their limbs willy-nilly, and then season 5 came along and blew us all out of the water, just like season 1 had. We must maintain hope, fellow Kiefer Kids, that <em>24 </em>will one day regain its luster. Until then, we’ll just have to find solace in other shows, like <a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/uglybetty/index.html"><em>Ugly Betty,</em></a> <a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/index"><em>Lost,</em></a> and other superlative programs like <a href="http://www.mtv.com/ontv/dyn/the_hills/series.jhtml"><em>The Hills,</em> </a>and <a href="http://www.g4tv.com/ninjawarrior/index.html"><em>Ninja Warrior.</em></a><br /><br />Anyhoo, just a few observations this week.<br /><br />1. Love the way Jack always resorts to saying “As soon as this is all over…” Marilyn needs to RUN LIKE HELL!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgc4iSoIyzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/QYvcgulS2lw/s1600-h/MarilynGettingAway.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046064069258824498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgc4iSoIyzI/AAAAAAAAAtk/QYvcgulS2lw/s320/MarilynGettingAway.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />She should know that any relationship is gonna suck if it EVER includes any sentence containing “Before I was taken prisoner by the Chinese…”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgc5DSoIy0I/AAAAAAAAAts/1G7FTIQv8qw/s1600-h/ChineseTerrorists.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046064636194507586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgc5DSoIy0I/AAAAAAAAAts/1G7FTIQv8qw/s320/ChineseTerrorists.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Jack Bauer is poison.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgc8wSoIy1I/AAAAAAAAAt0/rmuxaibmKZ0/s1600-h/PoisonJack.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046068707823504210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rgc8wSoIy1I/AAAAAAAAAt0/rmuxaibmKZ0/s320/PoisonJack.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />DOESN’T SHE KNOW THAT?! Just ask this girl...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdBvioIy2I/AAAAAAAAAt8/raZvihXmF_g/s1600-h/KimBauer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046074192496741218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdBvioIy2I/AAAAAAAAAt8/raZvihXmF_g/s320/KimBauer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />or this one...<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdB9yoIy3I/AAAAAAAAAuE/J6GfJGPWdko/s1600-h/TeriBauer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046074437309877106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdB9yoIy3I/AAAAAAAAAuE/J6GfJGPWdko/s320/TeriBauer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />or her...<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdCSSoIy4I/AAAAAAAAAuM/cub4rBTv4Uc/s1600-h/NinaMyers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046074789497195394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdCSSoIy4I/AAAAAAAAAuM/cub4rBTv4Uc/s320/NinaMyers.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />or her...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdCkCoIy5I/AAAAAAAAAuU/oRU1NEXkIkQ/s1600-h/KateWarner.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046075094439873426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdCkCoIy5I/AAAAAAAAAuU/oRU1NEXkIkQ/s320/KateWarner.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />or her...<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdC3SoIy6I/AAAAAAAAAuc/7gqfHgjy3Sg/s1600-h/ShotInTheLegAboveTheKneecap.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046075425152355234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdC3SoIy6I/AAAAAAAAAuc/7gqfHgjy3Sg/s320/ShotInTheLegAboveTheKneecap.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(Still recovering from a bullet to the leg above the kneecap that was not meant to cripple her, but still caused months of rehab, which she's still paying for.)</em><br /><br />or her...<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdD7yoIy7I/AAAAAAAAAuk/ladO-3ny018/s1600-h/AudreyRaines.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046076601973394354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdD7yoIy7I/AAAAAAAAAuk/ladO-3ny018/s320/AudreyRaines.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />or him...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdEYSoIy8I/AAAAAAAAAus/x3t1PTRsnXw/s1600-h/RedAfro.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046077091599666114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdEYSoIy8I/AAAAAAAAAus/x3t1PTRsnXw/s320/RedAfro.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />or this guy.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdE_ioIy9I/AAAAAAAAAu0/mYKS-Y2w1FY/s1600-h/BabeBauer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046077765909531602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdE_ioIy9I/AAAAAAAAAu0/mYKS-Y2w1FY/s320/BabeBauer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />2. So, the stork is dead.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdFiSoIy-I/AAAAAAAAAu8/YEgggteMY6w/s1600-h/AudreyRainesInABadState.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046078362909985762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdFiSoIy-I/AAAAAAAAAu8/YEgggteMY6w/s320/AudreyRainesInABadState.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Not sure how to feel about this. Is she really dead? Or is this another fake-out designed to send Jack to Meadowcreek, “where celebrities lose their marbles every day!”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdGGioIy_I/AAAAAAAAAvE/Jw4WqGlsWWE/s1600-h/Marbles.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046078985680243698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdGGioIy_I/AAAAAAAAAvE/Jw4WqGlsWWE/s320/Marbles.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />He could be Martha Logan’s roommate. Of course, if that happened, she’d end up dead eventually, because JACK IS POISON!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdG0ioIzAI/AAAAAAAAAvM/u0nRCVNGV2I/s1600-h/PoisonJack.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046079775954226178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdG0ioIzAI/AAAAAAAAAvM/u0nRCVNGV2I/s320/PoisonJack.png" border="0" /></a><br />And of course, Jack is now in it for the long haul, so he can avenge Audrey’s death. Ho hum.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdH3CoIzBI/AAAAAAAAAvU/LDe_ypLgHGo/s1600-h/Yawn.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046080918415526930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdH3CoIzBI/AAAAAAAAAvU/LDe_ypLgHGo/s320/Yawn.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />You go on ahead, Jack, and go for it. I’ll stay here and rearrange my sock drawer...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdIWCoIzCI/AAAAAAAAAvc/6FjmdZuHJnY/s1600-h/SockDrawer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046081450991471650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdIWCoIzCI/AAAAAAAAAvc/6FjmdZuHJnY/s320/SockDrawer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...or work on my curio cabinet filled with <em>Chronicles of Narnia</em> figurines.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdI9ioIzDI/AAAAAAAAAvk/PnI2gSp598g/s1600-h/ChroniclesOnAShelf.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046082129596304434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdI9ioIzDI/AAAAAAAAAvk/PnI2gSp598g/s320/ChroniclesOnAShelf.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Last week: in order of publication, this week—ALPHABETICAL!</em><br /><br />3. Powers Boothe is supremely sinister as Noah “Nuke ‘Em Two by Two” Daniels.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdKCioIzEI/AAAAAAAAAvs/pxp2Flrbs1I/s1600-h/VPDaniels.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046083315007278146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdKCioIzEI/AAAAAAAAAvs/pxp2Flrbs1I/s320/VPDaniels.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Here we see him putting his ear to the ground to pick up the screams of all his nuclear victims.</em><br />I think he’s the best actor of this season. WAY better than Wayne “Chemically Induced Coma” Palmer.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdLDioIzFI/AAAAAAAAAv0/UwU2lF109qk/s1600-h/WaynePalmer.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046084431698775122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdLDioIzFI/AAAAAAAAAv0/UwU2lF109qk/s320/WaynePalmer.gif" border="0" /></a><br />4. Another mole at CTU?!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdLqSoIzGI/AAAAAAAAAv8/bFj9AOaCQ9E/s1600-h/CTUMole.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046085097418706018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdLqSoIzGI/AAAAAAAAAv8/bFj9AOaCQ9E/s320/CTUMole.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />WILL SOMEONE PLEASE GIMME A BREAK?!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdMFioIzHI/AAAAAAAAAwE/D2y4O_d5Q68/s1600-h/PullingOutHair.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046085565570141298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdMFioIzHI/AAAAAAAAAwE/D2y4O_d5Q68/s320/PullingOutHair.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />We, as faithful fans of the show, should start a letter-writing campaign to clean up CTU.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdMtyoIzII/AAAAAAAAAwM/uypNkN5Vqro/s1600-h/LetterWritingCampaign.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046086257059875970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdMtyoIzII/AAAAAAAAAwM/uypNkN5Vqro/s320/LetterWritingCampaign.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />If CTU were a real government organization, don’t you think it’d be shut down after, say, the fifth or sixth breach of security?! Yes, the show has always been over the top, but it just isn’t believable anymore. C’mon, writers, challenge yourselves and give us something we haven’t seen before!<br /><br />5. Wouldn’t it behoove Jack simply to kill everyone? Every person he sees, he should just kill.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdNmSoIzJI/AAAAAAAAAwU/oyAqC0TJwZY/s1600-h/JustKillEveryonje.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046087227722484882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdNmSoIzJI/AAAAAAAAAwU/oyAqC0TJwZY/s320/JustKillEveryonje.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Then, next season, we can start ALL over with a new cast. Oh, wait, he already did that in season 5. If I were Chloe, I’d be VERY nervous.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdOQSoIzKI/AAAAAAAAAwc/HqoesTA6iSw/s1600-h/ChloeShouldHide.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046087949276990626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdOQSoIzKI/AAAAAAAAAwc/HqoesTA6iSw/s320/ChloeShouldHide.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em><strong>Next week:</strong></em><br /><br />Wayne Palmer awakens to find himself in a whole new world, brought to us by Noah Daniels.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdPNSoIzLI/AAAAAAAAAwk/bj-UC3pM0-Y/s1600-h/WaynesWorld.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046088997249010866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdPNSoIzLI/AAAAAAAAAwk/bj-UC3pM0-Y/s320/WaynesWorld.png" border="0" /></a><br />Jack finds a touching way to honor his beloved Audrey.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdPzSoIzMI/AAAAAAAAAws/nlaVqsgHBVo/s1600-h/StatueOfAudreyRaines.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046089650084039874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RgdPzSoIzMI/AAAAAAAAAws/nlaVqsgHBVo/s320/StatueOfAudreyRaines.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-28121581850163566722007-03-13T19:48:00.000-07:002007-03-18T22:23:52.897-07:00Hour 13 (6-7 p.m.): Try Not to Think About It, But Martha Logan and Aaron Pierce Are Probably Doing ItOh. My. God. The world has turned topsy-turvy.<br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf37nNNHxqI/AAAAAAAAAl8/MnJYpd2Eg_E/s1600-h/SHOCKED.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043463808702989986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf37nNNHxqI/AAAAAAAAAl8/MnJYpd2Eg_E/s320/SHOCKED.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>She looks like she's seen a ghost. Maybe she has...</em><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4dH9NHyYI/AAAAAAAAArs/V7aiN7toWaw/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043500655227423106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4dH9NHyYI/AAAAAAAAArs/V7aiN7toWaw/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Little Ricky Schroder is playing an a$$hole...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf38SNNHxrI/AAAAAAAAAmE/VegRekry6Fo/s1600-h/LittleRicky.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043464547437364914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf38SNNHxrI/AAAAAAAAAmE/VegRekry6Fo/s320/LittleRicky.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />…and Martha Logan goes haywire!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf39Q9NHxtI/AAAAAAAAAmU/2DDhjxkTSYQ/s1600-h/MarthaLoganGoneCrazy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043465625474156242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf39Q9NHxtI/AAAAAAAAAmU/2DDhjxkTSYQ/s320/MarthaLoganGoneCrazy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Or should I say HAIRWIRE?! </em><br /><br />Some observations:<br /><br />1. Ever notice how everyone at CTU has some kind of history with someone else? Now there’s tensions between Silver Spoons...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf3_AtNHxuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/9Vo1wlEf8TQ/s1600-h/Doyle.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043467545324537570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf3_AtNHxuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/9Vo1wlEf8TQ/s320/Doyle.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and this guy.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf3_INNHxvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/SmoosJhkK7g/s1600-h/MiloPressman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043467674173556466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf3_INNHxvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/SmoosJhkK7g/s320/MiloPressman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Gimme a break! All this bad blood is overkill! What's next? Bad blood between this guy...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf3_jdNHxxI/AAAAAAAAAm0/urVDFfEp-Ao/s1600-h/JacksOtherBrother.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043468142324991762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf3_jdNHxxI/AAAAAAAAAm0/urVDFfEp-Ao/s320/JacksOtherBrother.gif" border="0" /></a><br />...and the head chef at the CTU commissary?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4AmNNHxyI/AAAAAAAAAm8/72Y_pt4UDnc/s1600-h/CTUCommissary.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043469289081259810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4AmNNHxyI/AAAAAAAAAm8/72Y_pt4UDnc/s320/CTUCommissary.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />2. Really liked the way the dead guy conveniently broke Jack’s fall. It’d be nicer world if there was a dead guy there to break our fall every time we fell on our a$$es.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4BsNNHx0I/AAAAAAAAAnM/KqaMcVFnKyw/s1600-h/FallingDown.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043470491672102722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4BsNNHx0I/AAAAAAAAAnM/KqaMcVFnKyw/s320/FallingDown.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />3. Plain and simple: Doyle’s an a$$.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4CadNHx1I/AAAAAAAAAnU/2wGhE91VYQs/s1600-h/DoyleTheAss.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043471286241052498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4CadNHx1I/AAAAAAAAAnU/2wGhE91VYQs/s320/DoyleTheAss.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Even plainer and simpler: the bigger the a$$, the smaller the guy's tallywhacker. Had we seen what Doyle drives, we would've known beforehand what a small-membered jerk he was:<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4DPNNHx2I/AAAAAAAAAnc/7OKhEW6DKD0/s1600-h/TheTruckOfDoyle.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043472192479151970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4DPNNHx2I/AAAAAAAAAnc/7OKhEW6DKD0/s320/TheTruckOfDoyle.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />4. Is Veep Daniels not the biggest SATAN around?!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4PqtNHyJI/AAAAAAAAAp0/A2cacdfmcP4/s1600-h/DanielsTheSatan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043485859065088146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4PqtNHyJI/AAAAAAAAAp0/A2cacdfmcP4/s320/DanielsTheSatan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />He left me actually feeling sorry for Tom Lennox. Someone get some smelling salts and wake up President Wayne Palmer, for God’s sake!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4PzNNHyKI/AAAAAAAAAp8/uct0P3pNYMg/s1600-h/WaynePalmerUnconscious.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043486005093976226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4PzNNHyKI/AAAAAAAAAp8/uct0P3pNYMg/s320/WaynePalmerUnconscious.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />5. Just think, at the Meadowcreek Insane Asylum, I mean, Day Spa, where the slogan is “Where the wealthy lose their marbles every day,” Aaron and Martha’s day probably got off to a fairly good start:<br /><br />pinochle...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4LFtNHx9I/AAAAAAAAAoU/LBgyf1mzceM/s1600-h/PlayingPinochle.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043480825363417042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4LFtNHx9I/AAAAAAAAAoU/LBgyf1mzceM/s320/PlayingPinochle.gif" border="0" /></a><br />...meds...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4LhdNHx-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/ayY6oXJ3yjc/s1600-h/Meds.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043481302104786914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4LhdNHx-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/ayY6oXJ3yjc/s320/Meds.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...lawn darts...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4L1NNHx_I/AAAAAAAAAok/dxDPddzbQZw/s1600-h/LawnDartsGoneBad.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043481641407203314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4L1NNHx_I/AAAAAAAAAok/dxDPddzbQZw/s320/LawnDartsGoneBad.gif" border="0" /></a><br />...spinning class...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4MGdNHyAI/AAAAAAAAAos/zo4cYu4p654/s1600-h/SpinningClass.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043481937759946754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4MGdNHyAI/AAAAAAAAAos/zo4cYu4p654/s320/SpinningClass.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...meds...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4LhdNHx-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/ayY6oXJ3yjc/s1600-h/Meds.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043481302104786914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4LhdNHx-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/ayY6oXJ3yjc/s320/Meds.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...4:00 buffet...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4MddNHyBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/2lRnxYgbAts/s1600-h/VisitingTheBuffet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043482332896938002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4MddNHyBI/AAAAAAAAAo0/2lRnxYgbAts/s320/VisitingTheBuffet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...stab the ex-husband.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4Nj9NHyCI/AAAAAAAAAo8/27sSobo9eyg/s1600-h/StabTheEx.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043483544077715490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4Nj9NHyCI/AAAAAAAAAo8/27sSobo9eyg/s320/StabTheEx.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>What mayhem!</em><br /><br />6. Didn’t Aaron Pierce look all trim and slim?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4QJ9NHyLI/AAAAAAAAAqE/PVC2pMJPMv8/s1600-h/WorkingOut.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043486395936000178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4QJ9NHyLI/AAAAAAAAAqE/PVC2pMJPMv8/s320/WorkingOut.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Hitting the gym between Martha’s lithium cocktail...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4QVNNHyMI/AAAAAAAAAqM/8dwhXru9Llg/s1600-h/Pills.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043486589209528514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4QVNNHyMI/AAAAAAAAAqM/8dwhXru9Llg/s320/Pills.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and electro-shock spa treatment...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4QjtNHyNI/AAAAAAAAAqU/LsTVrAEMTro/s1600-h/Electroshock.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043486838317631698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4QjtNHyNI/AAAAAAAAAqU/LsTVrAEMTro/s320/Electroshock.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...is apparently doing the man good! When Logan arrived, Aaron should’ve stuck in his head in the door: “Honey, the ba$tard who slapped you on the tarmac is here!”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4QvdNHyOI/AAAAAAAAAqc/473r03ySoLw/s1600-h/FirstLadyWithBastard.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043487040181094626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4QvdNHyOI/AAAAAAAAAqc/473r03ySoLw/s320/FirstLadyWithBastard.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>And believe me, if you’ve ever been slapped on the tarmac, it hurts like hell!</em><br /><br />7. Love, love, LOVE Jean Smart! She ROCKS! Absolutely delightful the way she maniacally sliced up that kiwi fruit.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4RXdNHyPI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UC_OCjJ3SiA/s1600-h/KiwiFruit.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043487727375862002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4RXdNHyPI/AAAAAAAAAqk/UC_OCjJ3SiA/s320/KiwiFruit.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Very testicle-like, but WAY TOO BIG to be Charles Logan's.</em><br /><br />8. Jack’s got such a great way about him, doesn’t he? Especially when he walked in on Boris and Natasha, the two Russian lovebirds...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4SNdNHyQI/AAAAAAAAAqs/YXVMfendEZQ/s1600-h/BorisAndNatasha.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043488655088797954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4SNdNHyQI/AAAAAAAAAqs/YXVMfendEZQ/s320/BorisAndNatasha.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Nothing says “Pardon me,” like “I won’t hurt you. I may kill you, but I won’t hurt you.” </em><br /><br />And then the wonderful frenetic, whacked out climax of the show, with Martha stabbing Logan in the neck with her favorite kitchen knife.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4SztNHyRI/AAAAAAAAAq0/h_UTqR_N7xQ/s1600-h/StabTheExAgain.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043489312218794258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4SztNHyRI/AAAAAAAAAq0/h_UTqR_N7xQ/s320/StabTheExAgain.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />OH. MY. GOD! Wasn’t that just gratuitously delightful?! It was like watching June Cleaver take a sharpened spatula to Ward out on the front lawn.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4TZtNHySI/AAAAAAAAAq8/4aOYCeAVm4Y/s1600-h/JuneGoesBonkers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043489965053823266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4TZtNHySI/AAAAAAAAAq8/4aOYCeAVm4Y/s320/JuneGoesBonkers.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Disturbing, yet morbidly watchable! We knew <em>something </em>was going to happen, but WHO KNEW?! And then for her to sit there, handcuffed, and say, “What the…? I shoulda been given a medal!” Priceless!<br /><br />Of course, if she had offed the Prez a few years ago, we might not have lost David Palmer in the first place. Good lord, if she had it in her to help Aaron put a dead federal agent in the trunk of her limo...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4UEtNHyTI/AAAAAAAAArE/1IHmB7z0aDI/s1600-h/InTheTrunk.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043490703788198194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4UEtNHyTI/AAAAAAAAArE/1IHmB7z0aDI/s320/InTheTrunk.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...she surely could’ve found the time during Logan's early political career to grab something sharp like a letter opener...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4UrtNHyUI/AAAAAAAAArM/h7Fdz-IcxPU/s1600-h/LetterOpenerOfDoom.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043491373803096386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4UrtNHyUI/AAAAAAAAArM/h7Fdz-IcxPU/s320/LetterOpenerOfDoom.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...or one of those fancy state dinner toothpicks...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4V1dNHyVI/AAAAAAAAArU/-5DDr9eB-2c/s1600-h/DiplomaticToothpicks.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043492640818448722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4V1dNHyVI/AAAAAAAAArU/-5DDr9eB-2c/s320/DiplomaticToothpicks.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and stick it in Charles Logan’s jugular while he was sitting on the toilet. Would’ve saved us a lot of trouble!<br /><br /><em><strong>Next week:</strong></em><br />Martha Logan does get a medal of sorts...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4X-9NHyWI/AAAAAAAAArc/NZee-7eVPJI/s1600-h/MarthaLoganWearingHerMedal.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043495003050461538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4X-9NHyWI/AAAAAAAAArc/NZee-7eVPJI/s320/MarthaLoganWearingHerMedal.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...while Milo and Silver Spoons try to settle their differences with a team-building CTU Dance-off!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4attNHyXI/AAAAAAAAArk/Wf2X--9oTYM/s1600-h/CTUDanceoff.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043498005232601458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rf4attNHyXI/AAAAAAAAArk/Wf2X--9oTYM/s320/CTUDanceoff.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-92102243746822454072007-03-06T18:57:00.000-08:002007-03-12T05:57:30.215-07:00Hour 12 (5-6 p.m.): The Feeling in the Pit of My Stomach Is Not the Mango Salsa But Vague Respect for Tom LennoxOMIGOSH! BEST EPISODE THIS SEASON!<br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTDDNNHxHI/AAAAAAAAAhk/PQTuzCGAI4E/s1600-h/Jubilation.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040868342786147442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTDDNNHxHI/AAAAAAAAAhk/PQTuzCGAI4E/s320/Jubilation.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Some observations:<br /><br />1. Notice that Noah Daniels stopped just short of jubilation when he realized he’d be the one holding power, even if only briefly?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTDdNNHxII/AAAAAAAAAhs/8N3W0uK6KPI/s1600-h/NoahDanielsCelebrates.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040868789462746242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTDdNNHxII/AAAAAAAAAhs/8N3W0uK6KPI/s320/NoahDanielsCelebrates.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Long enough to send the country down the tubes, dang it.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTEK9NHxJI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-HKncxU865k/s1600-h/DowntheTubes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040869575441761426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTEK9NHxJI/AAAAAAAAAh0/-HKncxU865k/s320/DowntheTubes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />2. Now, didn’t Tom Lennox suddenly develop some juevos grandes?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTEd9NHxKI/AAAAAAAAAh8/xf89aOyMa8Q/s1600-h/HuevosDeLennox.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040869901859275938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTEd9NHxKI/AAAAAAAAAh8/xf89aOyMa8Q/s320/HuevosDeLennox.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />FINALLY! I felt something uncomfortable during this episode, something vaguely tingly and nauseating, much like when you’re dreaming and you suddenly realize you’re standing in front of a huge crowd...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTHMNNHxLI/AAAAAAAAAiE/lXw9E_CpVsc/s1600-h/BigCrowd.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040872895451481266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTHMNNHxLI/AAAAAAAAAiE/lXw9E_CpVsc/s320/BigCrowd.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...in nothing but your skivvies.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTHU9NHxMI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1M9siiI4gzo/s1600-h/Boxers.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040873045775336642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTHU9NHxMI/AAAAAAAAAiM/1M9siiI4gzo/s320/Boxers.gif" border="0" /></a><br />Turns out it was only my newfound respect for Tom Lennox.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTHtNNHxNI/AAAAAAAAAiU/uY_Ou36okug/s1600-h/TomLennox.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040873462387164370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTHtNNHxNI/AAAAAAAAAiU/uY_Ou36okug/s320/TomLennox.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Who knew?! Too bad no one believes him. Of course, his stupid plan to suspend certain civil liberties is coming around to bite him in the a$$.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTH8dNHxOI/AAAAAAAAAic/K_6BHLJ5dDE/s1600-h/ButtBite.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040873724380169442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTH8dNHxOI/AAAAAAAAAic/K_6BHLJ5dDE/s320/ButtBite.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Don’t you love it when your civil liberties are suspended, just like high-heel boots over a power line?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTIuNNHxPI/AAAAAAAAAik/iXMujUYc87g/s1600-h/WireShoes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040874579078661362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTIuNNHxPI/AAAAAAAAAik/iXMujUYc87g/s320/WireShoes.jpg" border="0" /></a> Feels right nice, like baseball, apple pie, and a wiretap on your phone line. God bless America!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTJfdNHxQI/AAAAAAAAAis/JHPZostFEnU/s1600-h/WireTap.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040875425187218690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTJfdNHxQI/AAAAAAAAAis/JHPZostFEnU/s320/WireTap.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Hard lesson learned. I think Tom Lennox will end up finding an ally in Karen Hayes. What a neat little poetic twist.<br /><br />3. Anyone notice that Veep Daniels’ assistant Lisa Miller is that woman from <em>Invasion</em>?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTJ49NHxRI/AAAAAAAAAi0/B8uwIg956vU/s1600-h/LisaMiller.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040875863273882898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTJ49NHxRI/AAAAAAAAAi0/B8uwIg956vU/s320/LisaMiller.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Why is it all these blonde ex-<em>24</em> women end up in shows no one watches? Jack just leaves 'em hanging. Not sure what’s worse: fighting evil hurricane-borne alien spores...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTK3tNHxSI/AAAAAAAAAi8/kxyozFdJ1Mg/s1600-h/Spores.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040876941310674210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTK3tNHxSI/AAAAAAAAAi8/kxyozFdJ1Mg/s320/Spores.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...or tangling with Powers Boothe on a bad day.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTLLtNHxTI/AAAAAAAAAjE/KShG1chdMww/s1600-h/PowersBootheJimJones.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040877284908057906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTLLtNHxTI/AAAAAAAAAjE/KShG1chdMww/s320/PowersBootheJimJones.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />4. Now, speaking of what's worse, whom do we think is worse? Slimeball ex-Prez Logan?<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTL1NNHxUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/6nWInPjC_tk/s1600-h/Slimeball.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040877997872629058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTL1NNHxUI/AAAAAAAAAjM/6nWInPjC_tk/s320/Slimeball.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Markov, the Russian Satan?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTMadNHxVI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ABY474eVgig/s1600-h/Markov.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040878637822756178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTMadNHxVI/AAAAAAAAAjU/ABY474eVgig/s320/Markov.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Or the Smelly Rat King, Reed Pollack?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTNENNHxWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Dq6F0IvA7B8/s1600-h/ReedPollackRat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040879355082294626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTNENNHxWI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Dq6F0IvA7B8/s320/ReedPollackRat.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Since they’ll probably all end up in various levels of hell, I guess it all comes out in the wash.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTOG9NHxXI/AAAAAAAAAjk/kqf5l_VBnEY/s1600-h/Hell.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040880501838562674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTOG9NHxXI/AAAAAAAAAjk/kqf5l_VBnEY/s320/Hell.gif" border="0" /></a><br />4. Wonder how Chloe has so much power? “Uhh, Chloe, I need a stealth bomber...,<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTOddNHxYI/AAAAAAAAAjs/7vnF7rkDHu4/s1600-h/Bomber.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040880888385619330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTOddNHxYI/AAAAAAAAAjs/7vnF7rkDHu4/s320/Bomber.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...someone who can translate Chechnyan to Spanish to Aramaic to Russian to Swedish back to Spanish to English...,<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTPBdNHxZI/AAAAAAAAAj0/1KVZJCEn-k0/s1600-h/Translators.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040881506860909970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTPBdNHxZI/AAAAAAAAAj0/1KVZJCEn-k0/s320/Translators.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...a skilled marksman carrying a Revolutionary-era British musket...,<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTPWNNHxaI/AAAAAAAAAj8/k9K3nGquqgw/s1600-h/Sharpshooter.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040881863343195554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTPWNNHxaI/AAAAAAAAAj8/k9K3nGquqgw/s320/Sharpshooter.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and an onion bagel with strawberry cream cheese.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTP2NNHxbI/AAAAAAAAAkE/0Z2pxFvqq2Y/s1600-h/Bagel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040882413099009458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTP2NNHxbI/AAAAAAAAAkE/0Z2pxFvqq2Y/s320/Bagel.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>AND I NEED IT YESTERDAY!</strong></em><br /><br />“Sure, coming right up, Jack. It’ll take a couple of minutes.”<br /><br />5. Liked how Jack got “Hooked on Russian Phonics.” All he did was add “skaya” and “ushka” to English words, as in “Ya! Some babushka gave-skaya me the keys-skaya und dis iss how I get down-skaya here-ushka und gotten through the door-skaya to check-ushka on the Rooskie-bushka Consul-skaya!” and the Russians kicked up their heels...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTQ4tNHxcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Vx7kEwzBOk8/s1600-h/CompliantRussians.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040883555560310210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTQ4tNHxcI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Vx7kEwzBOk8/s320/CompliantRussians.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...and let him in like he was the inventor of the Cyrillic alphabet.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfVNw9NHxpI/AAAAAAAAAl0/BIqFk4HYPPs/s1600-h/HookedOnCyrillic.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfVNw9NHxpI/AAAAAAAAAl0/BIqFk4HYPPs/s320/HookedOnCyrillic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041020861369796242" /></a><br /><br />Isn’t it wonderful how Jack got to leave his Chinese prison for a brief layover in L.A. just long enough to save the world, only to get put on a lovely 27-hour flight to that quaint little brisk winter haven we all know and love as Gulag Springs, Siberia. That’s gotta suck.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTR5NNHxdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/M-ttirLiqpQ/s1600-h/JackOnVacation.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040884663661872594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTR5NNHxdI/AAAAAAAAAkU/M-ttirLiqpQ/s320/JackOnVacation.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Here, Jack is thinking, "Hmm. This doesn't FEEL like shuffleboard."</em><br /><br />6. The scenes with Jack and Markov ROCKED! Nothing says “diplomatic immunity” like an expensive finger guillotine, I mean, cigar cutter.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTSZtNHxeI/AAAAAAAAAkc/uzEADRDakLo/s1600-h/CigarCutter.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040885222007621090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTSZtNHxeI/AAAAAAAAAkc/uzEADRDakLo/s320/CigarCutter.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I must say the actor who played Markov (John Noble) was just superb. Here we see him in better days attending a Russian Consulate <em>Lord of the Rings</em> Party.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTVbtNHxfI/AAAAAAAAAkk/K2H9rEbE3u0/s1600-h/MarkovInBetterDays.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040888554902242802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTVbtNHxfI/AAAAAAAAAkk/K2H9rEbE3u0/s320/MarkovInBetterDays.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>"More VODKA, please!"<br /></em><br />The way he grimaced/grinned through his bloody pulp of a face, trying to stay conscious as best he could, his sad little stump of a pinky finger throbbing in pain, knowing the U.S. was still doomed. PURE UNADULTERATED EVIL!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTWwtNHxgI/AAAAAAAAAks/xGRpRdR08jI/s1600-h/EvilDevil.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040890015191123458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTWwtNHxgI/AAAAAAAAAks/xGRpRdR08jI/s320/EvilDevil.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em><strong>Next week:</strong></em><br />That <em>Silver Spoons</em> kid shows up either to get himself in a bunch of shenanigans with Alfonso Ribeiro et al...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTXV9NHxhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/VaiOpUzzmbs/s1600-h/SilverSpoons.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040890655141250578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTXV9NHxhI/AAAAAAAAAk0/VaiOpUzzmbs/s320/SilverSpoons.gif" border="0" /></a><br />...or to go on a crying jag...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTYydNHxiI/AAAAAAAAAk8/gfpw1qt2DmA/s1600-h/CryingAGAIN.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040892244279150114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTYydNHxiI/AAAAAAAAAk8/gfpw1qt2DmA/s320/CryingAGAIN.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...over his father Jon Voight.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTZrdNHxjI/AAAAAAAAAlE/xmSAtZ47MKs/s1600-h/ThePope.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040893223531693618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTZrdNHxjI/AAAAAAAAAlE/xmSAtZ47MKs/s320/ThePope.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>I don’t see either scenario helping anyone much, especially this guy...<br /></em><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTbq9NHxnI/AAAAAAAAAlk/lUCqonGuPiU/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040895413965014642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTbq9NHxnI/AAAAAAAAAlk/lUCqonGuPiU/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>...or this guy.</em><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTbZdNHxmI/AAAAAAAAAlc/EjurRjGqIQU/s1600-h/BabeInDanger.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040895113317303906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTbZdNHxmI/AAAAAAAAAlc/EjurRjGqIQU/s320/BabeInDanger.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Martha Logan and Aaron Pierce make a guest appearance TOGETHER! THEIR LOVE HAS BEEN CONFIRMED!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTabNNHxkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/mf6gjTMFKHk/s1600-h/MarthaAndAaron.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040894043870447170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTabNNHxkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/mf6gjTMFKHk/s320/MarthaAndAaron.jpg" border="0" /></a> Here they are relaxing in Boca:<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTa49NHxlI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8oAWseOrqTI/s1600-h/MarthaAndAaroninBoca.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040894554971555410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RfTa49NHxlI/AAAAAAAAAlU/8oAWseOrqTI/s320/MarthaAndAaroninBoca.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>God bless 'em! I hope they BOTH kick Charles Logan's a$$!Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-12321167809067647192007-02-27T13:13:00.000-08:002007-03-05T05:42:36.324-08:00Hour 11 (4-5 p.m.): Despite His Manly, Saddam-like Beard, Charles Logan Is Still Not a Man.Well, well, well. The Ruskies are going to muddy the water...<br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res3bAnZJ6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/6L56F93l4t0/s1600-h/RussiansMuddyTheWater.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038181545305253794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res3bAnZJ6I/AAAAAAAAAdU/6L56F93l4t0/s320/RussiansMuddyTheWater.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and stand by while the U.S. and the Arabs tear each other apart like cats and dogs.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res5LAnZJ7I/AAAAAAAAAdc/OG-q76BTd8g/s1600-h/FightingLikeCatsAndDogs.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038183469450602418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res5LAnZJ7I/AAAAAAAAAdc/OG-q76BTd8g/s320/FightingLikeCatsAndDogs.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />A few observations:<br /><br />1. Though ex-Prez Logan sports a manly beard, making him look like Saddam...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res7IgnZJ8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/sOrNLiRLZqA/s1600-h/EvilCharlesLoganAndHisHumidor.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038185625524185026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res7IgnZJ8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/sOrNLiRLZqA/s320/EvilCharlesLoganAndHisHumidor.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(here he is with his new humidor)<br /></em><br />...he still needs a magnifying glass to find his miniscule testicles.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res7vQnZJ9I/AAAAAAAAAds/cpWaTfQ9sV8/s1600-h/LoganAndHisBalls.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038186291244115922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res7vQnZJ9I/AAAAAAAAAds/cpWaTfQ9sV8/s320/LoganAndHisBalls.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And what’s with his decision to “reconnect to his faith"? What the…?!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res8kgnZJ-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/slbhzbNWRg4/s1600-h/UtterShock.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038187206072149986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res8kgnZJ-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/slbhzbNWRg4/s320/UtterShock.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />GIMME A BREAK! What a bunch of HOOEY!<br /><br />You gotta know something's up if Satan puts his own butt in church.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res9hwnZJ_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/OEiOXlS2S6g/s1600-h/CharlesLoganInChurch.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038188258339137522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res9hwnZJ_I/AAAAAAAAAd8/OEiOXlS2S6g/s320/CharlesLoganInChurch.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em>NOT TO BE TRUSTED!</em></strong> Jack should punch him just to feel better.<br /><br />I noticed Logan's picture of his wife, Martha. Wonder what she's up to?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res-fQnZKBI/AAAAAAAAAeM/F5k8lPoHPUg/s1600-h/AaronAndMarthaIgnoreMikeNovick.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038189314901092370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res-fQnZKBI/AAAAAAAAAeM/F5k8lPoHPUg/s320/AaronAndMarthaIgnoreMikeNovick.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Hmm. Aaron Pierce and Martha Logan don't look bad. Must be the Jazzercize.<br /></em><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res_CQnZKCI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0eCG7uaKJsU/s1600-h/Jazzercise.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038189916196513826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res_CQnZKCI/AAAAAAAAAeU/0eCG7uaKJsU/s320/Jazzercise.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />2. Is it me or is Rena Softer (Marilyn) a <em><strong>REALLY BAD ACTRESS?!</strong></em><br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res_ZgnZKDI/AAAAAAAAAec/wnVLJbEMmt8/s1600-h/RenaSoferAndGraem.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038190315628472370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res_ZgnZKDI/AAAAAAAAAec/wnVLJbEMmt8/s320/RenaSoferAndGraem.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Geez. Graem don't look so good.</em><br /><br />How much you wanna bet Josh is Jack’s child? After all, Jack and Marilyn have a romantic past, alcohol-driven though it was.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res_8wnZKEI/AAAAAAAAAek/eDQbB2A8pzM/s1600-h/JackAndMarilynAtChristmas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038190921218861122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Res_8wnZKEI/AAAAAAAAAek/eDQbB2A8pzM/s320/JackAndMarilynAtChristmas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I mean, where else did Josh get that blond, straight hair?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RetAxQnZKFI/AAAAAAAAAes/YySdFfhH2rU/s1600-h/JoshBauer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038191823161993298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RetAxQnZKFI/AAAAAAAAAes/YySdFfhH2rU/s320/JoshBauer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Isn’t it obvious that only one Bauer boy could be Josh’s dad? And it’s not this one.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RetBYAnZKHI/AAAAAAAAAe8/uJJvqHn-fUU/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038192488881924210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RetBYAnZKHI/AAAAAAAAAe8/uJJvqHn-fUU/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Or this one, even though he does, in fact, have blond hair.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RetBkgnZKII/AAAAAAAAAfE/8oiLxQJpbS0/s1600-h/BabeInDanger.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038192703630289026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RetBkgnZKII/AAAAAAAAAfE/8oiLxQJpbS0/s320/BabeInDanger.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />3. I now have to reassess my opinion of Tom Lennox. Yes, he may be a little cockroach...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuN1QnZKJI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_chu_iSAfNI/s1600-h/TomLennoxAtAMeeting.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038276554276808850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuN1QnZKJI/AAAAAAAAAfM/_chu_iSAfNI/s320/TomLennoxAtAMeeting.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...but still not nasty enough to kill a sitting president.<br /><br />Mr. Hilary Swank, on the other hand...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuONgnZKKI/AAAAAAAAAfU/UzgHzV3Nmdw/s1600-h/ReedPollackTheRat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038276970888636578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuONgnZKKI/AAAAAAAAAfU/UzgHzV3Nmdw/s320/ReedPollackTheRat.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...is a lowdown rat worthy of nothing but the worst type of death.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuPIAnZKLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/0UOf7aw1WWg/s1600-h/DeadReedPollack2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038277975910983858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuPIAnZKLI/AAAAAAAAAfc/0UOf7aw1WWg/s320/DeadReedPollack2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And that goes for his sidekick, Bruce Carson Daly.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuQbwnZKMI/AAAAAAAAAfk/A6rRsZTIb-g/s1600-h/BruceCarsonDaly.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038279414725028034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuQbwnZKMI/AAAAAAAAAfk/A6rRsZTIb-g/s320/BruceCarsonDaly.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Anyone named Bruce cannot be good.</em><br /><br />4. Not liking Apologetic Morris. It’s getting very old. The producers are trying to distract us with a silly backstory that’s just not interesting. Chloe just needs to go slap him around and straighten him out, especially while he’s IN THE BATHROOM!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuThQnZKNI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Cx8ZKTlf83E/s1600-h/MorrisFeet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038282807749191890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuThQnZKNI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Cx8ZKTlf83E/s320/MorrisFeet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>How embarrassing that was! </em><br /><br />5. Now that EVIL REED THE RAT...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuULgnZKOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/RPcq1S6eW0c/s1600-h/EvilReedPollack.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038283533598664930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuULgnZKOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/RPcq1S6eW0c/s320/EvilReedPollack.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...has detonated the bomb, I expect Assad is dead and Wayne Palmer is unconscious or worse, gone WAY undercover again.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReucSwnZKbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/8aiQdSo5VqY/s1600-h/WaynePalmerUndercoverAgain.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038292454245738930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReucSwnZKbI/AAAAAAAAAhc/8aiQdSo5VqY/s320/WaynePalmerUndercoverAgain.png" border="0" /></a><br />People will assume it’s all part of some Middle Eastern scheme. Noah Daniels will come to power...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuUlAnZKPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/llMq8EwxaTo/s1600-h/VeepNoahDaniels.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038283971685329138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuUlAnZKPI/AAAAAAAAAf8/llMq8EwxaTo/s320/VeepNoahDaniels.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and everyone who ever went against Wayne Palmer will now be elevated to a cabinet position.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuVEAnZKQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-YqQnjKvqog/s1600-h/TheCabinet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038284504261273858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuVEAnZKQI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-YqQnjKvqog/s320/TheCabinet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Anyone identified as a lefty or anyone who even slightly looks Middle Eastern, including Indians...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuWfwnZKRI/AAAAAAAAAgM/6PEq3-rr7KU/s1600-h/IndianMan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038286080514271506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuWfwnZKRI/AAAAAAAAAgM/6PEq3-rr7KU/s320/IndianMan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...Native Americans...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuWngnZKSI/AAAAAAAAAgU/jgSyk5uoTZE/s1600-h/NativeAmericanWoman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038286213658257698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuWngnZKSI/AAAAAAAAAgU/jgSyk5uoTZE/s320/NativeAmericanWoman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...Costa Ricans...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuW6gnZKTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uQLIWBjobGo/s1600-h/CostaRicans.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038286540075772210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuW6gnZKTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/uQLIWBjobGo/s320/CostaRicans.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...Italians...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuXFgnZKUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/bnlG_9XE2vY/s1600-h/TheItalians.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038286729054333250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuXFgnZKUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/bnlG_9XE2vY/s320/TheItalians.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...or tanned Hollywood B-actors...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuXMwnZKVI/AAAAAAAAAgs/SBmllFRjf90/s1600-h/GeorgeHamilton.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038286853608384850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuXMwnZKVI/AAAAAAAAAgs/SBmllFRjf90/s320/GeorgeHamilton.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...will all be put in rural Arkansas interment camps in the middle of the summer.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuXuAnZKWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/7TjeGbuXRRs/s1600-h/CampForArabsAndAllWhoLookLikeThem.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038287424839035234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuXuAnZKWI/AAAAAAAAAg0/7TjeGbuXRRs/s320/CampForArabsAndAllWhoLookLikeThem.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />They'll probably call it "Camp Freedom," or "Unity, USA" or something like that. The country is doomed.<br /><br />6. Best line of the episode: "We're not cold-blooded murderers. We're trying to save the country." Where've we heard THAT before?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuYvwnZKXI/AAAAAAAAAg8/-Z5vJ1-ijnQ/s1600-h/ARoomFullOfBlowhards.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038288554415434098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuYvwnZKXI/AAAAAAAAAg8/-Z5vJ1-ijnQ/s320/ARoomFullOfBlowhards.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>Next week:</strong></em><br /><br />Chicken fingers...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuZAwnZKYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/y1_FLjcd-mc/s1600-h/ChickenFingers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038288846473210242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuZAwnZKYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/y1_FLjcd-mc/s320/ChickenFingers.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...Jack Bauer style.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuZ3QnZKZI/AAAAAAAAAhM/72VId-jmaiU/s1600-h/TheBauerToolOfPersuasion.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038289782776080786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReuZ3QnZKZI/AAAAAAAAAhM/72VId-jmaiU/s320/TheBauerToolOfPersuasion.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-81427287780588617192007-02-25T21:46:00.000-08:002007-02-25T22:12:35.774-08:00Hour 10 (3-4 p.m.): Nothing Says Fatherly Love Like "Show Me You're Not Wearing an Ankle Holster"And now the Oscar...<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ1aGNedoI/AAAAAAAAAcA/X0o7FMt9Jrg/s1600-h/OscarTime.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035716424557819522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ1aGNedoI/AAAAAAAAAcA/X0o7FMt9Jrg/s320/OscarTime.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...for best return of Satan...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ19GNedpI/AAAAAAAAAcI/UvKBuiBBNbg/s1600-h/Satan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035717025853240978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ19GNedpI/AAAAAAAAAcI/UvKBuiBBNbg/s320/Satan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...GOES TO THIS GUY!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ2FmNedqI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/j3gSgo4r8dc/s1600-h/DeservesAnOscarForEvil.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035717171882129058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ2FmNedqI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/j3gSgo4r8dc/s320/DeservesAnOscarForEvil.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Is it me, or does ex-Prez Logan with his beard look a lot like you-know-who?</em><br /><br /><p><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ3kGNedrI/AAAAAAAAAcY/dwgd1Pn8x4E/s1600-h/CharlesLoganLookalike.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035718795379766962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ3kGNedrI/AAAAAAAAAcY/dwgd1Pn8x4E/s320/CharlesLoganLookalike.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And now the honorary Oscar for best a$$-kicker!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ30GNedsI/AAAAAAAAAcg/HIEA6C5S3fA/s1600-h/OurJack.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035719070257673922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ30GNedsI/AAAAAAAAAcg/HIEA6C5S3fA/s320/OurJack.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Sorry to disappoint you, fellow Jackophiles...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ46GNedtI/AAAAAAAAAco/yUcPyGNw-Iw/s1600-h/CryingBaby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035720272848516818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ46GNedtI/AAAAAAAAAco/yUcPyGNw-Iw/s320/CryingBaby.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...but I spent my Sunday evening watching the Oscars instead of updating <em>The Curse of Count Jackula.</em> Full commentary will return next week. Until then, think on this.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ5jGNeduI/AAAAAAAAAcw/O9XXVslIt1E/s1600-h/AfterTheFame.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035720977223153378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/ReJ5jGNeduI/AAAAAAAAAcw/O9XXVslIt1E/s320/AfterTheFame.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Sad. Another movie star packs on the lard after his 15 minutes in the limelight.</em></p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-38158594997528015902007-02-13T19:38:00.000-08:002007-02-19T21:39:52.389-08:00Hours 8-9 (1-3 p.m.): 4 out of 5 Terrorists Choose Sears Craftsman When Drilling the Heads of Uncooperative British CaptivesOh. My. Nervous. System!<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkdLoCnWZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/0m3664hk8gU/s1600-h/MyNervousSystem.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033086144127392146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkdLoCnWZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/0m3664hk8gU/s320/MyNervousSystem.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />What a ROCKIN' two hours!<br /><br />Some observations.<br /><br />1. Chloe sure was in a bad mood. She’s always so blunt: “Get away from me! People don’t let me do my job.” How many times have I myself said that very thing, only to have my boss continue talking and planning another impromptu meeting? If not for people, I’d love my job.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkdxYCnWaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gW_UKM06OzI/s1600-h/StressedOut.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033086792667453858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkdxYCnWaI/AAAAAAAAAVw/gW_UKM06OzI/s320/StressedOut.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Here, Chloe is so stressed, she has rubbed off all her hair. Bad.</em><br /><br />2. Have you ever noticed every bad guy since the beginning of time seems to have taken a defensive driving course? Or is it that the villains are really bad drivers, and it’s the Angelinos who are so used to helicopter-monitored police chases that they’ve become experts at vehicularly saving their own lives?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkehoCnWbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/I7pRJOgoBNU/s1600-h/BadCarChase.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033087621596142002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkehoCnWbI/AAAAAAAAAV4/I7pRJOgoBNU/s320/BadCarChase.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Good lord. For once I’d like to see someone step on the gas and immediately rear-end some little old lady from Pasadena.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdke9ICnWcI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JzMgQuEYOzk/s1600-h/LittleOldLadyFromPasadena.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033088094042544578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdke9ICnWcI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JzMgQuEYOzk/s320/LittleOldLadyFromPasadena.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />3. I think Rita needed to calm down.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkfpICnWdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/luKGOL1IX08/s1600-h/CalmDownRita.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033088849956788690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkfpICnWdI/AAAAAAAAAWI/luKGOL1IX08/s320/CalmDownRita.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />If she had, she'd still be here instead of lying there staring at Morris during his "procedure" with a bullet in her head. Poor girl.<br /><br />5. Is it me, or do Morris and Fayed look like twins separated at birth?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdkx_4CnW4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/7kwDQXh0HV0/s1600-h/MorrisAndFayedBeforeItAllWentBad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033109032008113026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdkx_4CnW4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/7kwDQXh0HV0/s320/MorrisAndFayedBeforeItAllWentBad.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Yes, one’s Middle Eastern and the other’s British, but stranger things have happened.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkhOoCnWfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/hAXc5HF8avA/s1600-h/StrangeTwins.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033090593713510898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkhOoCnWfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/hAXc5HF8avA/s320/StrangeTwins.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />6. And now the winner of "Best Use of a Power Drill...! FAYED!"<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkibYCnWhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/OTHVI96ZCVU/s1600-h/TheEvilDrillOfFayed.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033091912268470802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkibYCnWhI/AAAAAAAAAWo/OTHVI96ZCVU/s320/TheEvilDrillOfFayed.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Even "24" has to depend on product placement to make ends meet.</em><br /><br />I kept expecting to hear Fayed say, “You’ll see here, brethren, that once the screaming subsides, I can reverse the drill bit out of our friend’s shoulder quite cleanly and effortlessly.”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkiEICnWgI/AAAAAAAAAWg/l13EenJ7SfA/s1600-h/ScreamingInPain.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033091512836512258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkiEICnWgI/AAAAAAAAAWg/l13EenJ7SfA/s320/ScreamingInPain.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />7. The disarming of the bomb rocked BIG TIME! Wow. Chloe’s apparently been moonlighting on the bomb squad. She nearly made Jack poop himself!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkjOoCnWjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/USpOK-YFJbA/s1600-h/PresidentPoopyPants.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033092792736766514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkjOoCnWjI/AAAAAAAAAW4/USpOK-YFJbA/s320/PresidentPoopyPants.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Of course, Fayed was able to escape at the very last minute, taking his cue from the Acme Villain Manual, complete with Torture DVD: "In case of torture session cut short, take advantage of ensuing melee to lower villianself down pre-selected, hollowed-out air-conditioning shaft, making villain's way to awaiting helicopter."<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkjtICnWkI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RJsDkl6aPAg/s1600-h/ACME.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033093316722776642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkjtICnWkI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RJsDkl6aPAg/s320/ACME.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />8. Are we not surprised there’s a mole on Capitol Hill?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkltICnWlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/fE72jR2Ov6Y/s1600-h/CapitolHillMole.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033095515746032210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkltICnWlI/AAAAAAAAAXI/fE72jR2Ov6Y/s320/CapitolHillMole.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And his name is Carson?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkmBICnWmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/HEIab2rqa-w/s1600-h/CarsonTheMole.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033095859343415906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkmBICnWmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/HEIab2rqa-w/s320/CarsonTheMole.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />We should've known the late-night, poorly rated talk show was a scam. A stinky RUSE!<br /><br />9. Chad Lowe is truly evil.<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkmzYCnWnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/sJ7OwPhrHIU/s1600-h/EvilChad.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033096722631842418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkmzYCnWnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/sJ7OwPhrHIU/s320/EvilChad.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Here we see him emerging out of his very own SINISTER MALEVOLENT MISTY CLOUD OF EVIL MISTY DARKNESS. WIPE THAT SMIRK OFF YOUR FACE, YOU A$$ OF EVIL!</em><br /><br />If only he hadn’t left Hilary. Alas, now’s he knee-deep in some kind of assassination plot. Echoes of JFK/RFK, don’t you think?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdkzs4CnW5I/AAAAAAAAAZo/xLwa6j6clRk/s1600-h/JFK%26RFK.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033110904613854098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdkzs4CnW5I/AAAAAAAAAZo/xLwa6j6clRk/s320/JFK%26RFK.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />10. Gotta love Chloe: Nothing says friendship like “I’m glad you didn’t get killed today” and “You're pi$$ing me off so I will now slap you."<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdknhoCnWoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/X3sVfwhrMZI/s1600-h/ChloePlayingGuitar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033097517200792194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdknhoCnWoI/AAAAAAAAAXg/X3sVfwhrMZI/s320/ChloePlayingGuitar.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Here Chloe is so upset, she takes a guitar break.</em><br /><br />11. Jack’s statements to his father tickled me pink: “Dad, I did NOT mean to kill my oddly named brother Graem. I did, however, mean to inflict excruciating pain on him by injecting hyocine-pentothal into his veins...<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkoKICnWpI/AAAAAAAAAXo/PSRdgdx_3xQ/s1600-h/Hyocine-Pentathol.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033098212985494162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkoKICnWpI/AAAAAAAAAXo/PSRdgdx_3xQ/s320/Hyocine-Pentathol.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...bringing him NEAR death, but not taking him PAST death, which I apparently, yet accidentally, did. I’ll see if I can get you a temp to cover the office until we can replace him. And yes, dad, I promise to make the temp dress like Ronald McDonald...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkofICnWqI/AAAAAAAAAXw/jSu-P6hVg3o/s1600-h/RonaldMcDonald.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033098573762747042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkofICnWqI/AAAAAAAAAXw/jSu-P6hVg3o/s320/RonaldMcDonald.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...to help you through the grief of never seeing Graem’s red afro again...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdko1oCnWrI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ymL10e1DQPY/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033098960309803698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdko1oCnWrI/AAAAAAAAAX4/ymL10e1DQPY/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...I guess this also means I’ll be hosting Christmas from this point on…"<br /><br />12. Absolutely despised the way Tom Lennox...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkpSICnWsI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KxIVMHB46p0/s1600-h/TomLennox.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033099449936075458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkpSICnWsI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KxIVMHB46p0/s320/TomLennox.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and his sidekick Reed Pollack...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkpvICnWtI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mq2ELPtMZOg/s1600-h/ReedPollack.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033099948152281810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkpvICnWtI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mq2ELPtMZOg/s320/ReedPollack.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...hid in the boiler room scurrying around like vermin. It’s time to call the best X-TERMINATOR IN TOWN...<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdk4_4CnW6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/1GEiUJvUYPw/s1600-h/JackOfClubs.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033116728589507490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdk4_4CnW6I/AAAAAAAAAb0/1GEiUJvUYPw/s320/JackOfClubs.jpg" border="0" /></a>...THE JACK OF CLUBS!<br /><br />I can’t wait to see Jack punch Chad Lowe in the sternum, a la Cummings from last season. What a joy it will be to hear his bones crunch! And then, for fun, he can tie Lennox to a pole and whip him with a pillow case full of unopened Coke cans...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkrOICnWvI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-arcNGJTfzg/s1600-h/CokeCans.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033101580239854322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkrOICnWvI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-arcNGJTfzg/s320/CokeCans.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>...(nothing against Coke, but I think it could work).</em><br /><br />13. Does anyone feel the need to warn Babe?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkrpYCnWwI/AAAAAAAAAYg/qzNJ-IzcKMs/s1600-h/BabeInDanger.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033102048391289602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkrpYCnWwI/AAAAAAAAAYg/qzNJ-IzcKMs/s320/BabeInDanger.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I mean, if we don’t tell him how evil the pig farmer is...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdkr_4CnWxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3KKBq2wWRXQ/s1600-h/PhillipBauer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033102434938346258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdkr_4CnWxI/AAAAAAAAAYo/3KKBq2wWRXQ/s320/PhillipBauer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...it’s OVER for Babe!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdksWYCnWyI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Ww06HQ8qctE/s1600-h/PosthumousBabe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033102821485402914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdksWYCnWyI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Ww06HQ8qctE/s320/PosthumousBabe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />14. Due to budget cutbacks, CTU had to send out Milo and Jack out in a RENTED UPS TRUCK!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkumYCnW0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/hSrPKbwvAXM/s1600-h/MiloAndHisUPSTruck.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033105295386565442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkumYCnW0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/hSrPKbwvAXM/s320/MiloAndHisUPSTruck.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />In spite of the truck's limitations, Milo found it comfortable and smooth-driving.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkvuYCnW1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/9WxtBFw1o7c/s1600-h/IThinkItIsTotalled.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033106532337146706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkvuYCnW1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/9WxtBFw1o7c/s320/IThinkItIsTotalled.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />14. So, it’s the RUSSIANS this time around (plus a Scottish guy in a kilt) who've got an axe to grind.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkwdoCnW2I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gdgo2PF283I/s1600-h/Russians.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033107344085965666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkwdoCnW2I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gdgo2PF283I/s320/Russians.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />"Let’s let the Arabs take the fall." PURE EVIL!<br /><br />What would Dmitri's momma and grandma and sister say if they knew what he was up to?!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdkw-YCnW3I/AAAAAAAAAZY/2QR4JN62j48/s1600-h/TheGredenkoLadies.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033107906726681458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rdkw-YCnW3I/AAAAAAAAAZY/2QR4JN62j48/s320/TheGredenkoLadies.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Svetlana, Anya, and Hulga—babushkas with ATTITUDE!</em></p><p><strong><em>Next week:</em></strong> Turns out Dmitri Gredenko and his Russians are not out for revenge for the Cold War—but this...<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkttYCnWzI/AAAAAAAAAY4/g7odO2VJ-xM/s1600-h/SkunkyVodka.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033104316134021938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RdkttYCnWzI/AAAAAAAAAY4/g7odO2VJ-xM/s320/SkunkyVodka.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>SKUNKY VODKA!</strong></em> </p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-5893727169130359102007-02-06T15:47:00.000-08:002007-02-12T06:22:14.956-08:00Hour 7 (12-1 p.m.): My Brother Sent Me to a Shallow Grave and All I Got Him Was This Interrogation KitWell, well, well. The Bauers’ psychotic home life continues to spiral ever downward.<br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-sdYCnWDI/AAAAAAAAARg/BI0Ic-G4dYs/s1600-h/BauerSpiral.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030428929465735218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-sdYCnWDI/AAAAAAAAARg/BI0Ic-G4dYs/s320/BauerSpiral.gif" border="0" /></a><br />Some observations.<br /><br />1. Speaking of pigs, now that Charles Logan is out of the picture, Tom Lennox is the new pig-ba$tard in town. What a very large piece of crud.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-tPoCnWEI/AAAAAAAAARo/HE3ximFrZRQ/s1600-h/TomLennoxInHisOffice.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030429792754161730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-tPoCnWEI/AAAAAAAAARo/HE3ximFrZRQ/s320/TomLennoxInHisOffice.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />2. Have you noticed that California always has conveniently placed run-down factories for bad guys to take their hostages a-plenty to for quick disposal? How come, when it’s time to off their captives and/or dump them in a shallow grave and/or ditch, they never go to the mall or the pet store or a Senior Citizens’ Center?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-tyYCnWFI/AAAAAAAAARw/xqDYlDpS3Ss/s1600-h/PlaceForBadGuysToKillGoodGuys.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030430389754615890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-tyYCnWFI/AAAAAAAAARw/xqDYlDpS3Ss/s320/PlaceForBadGuysToKillGoodGuys.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Darkness and solitude cover a multitude of sins, I suppose.</em><br /><br />3. As Jack and his dad, Phillip, headed back to Graem’s house for some tasty “I scream,” Phillip said, “Jack, you deserved a better family.” No, Mr. Pig Farmer, Jack deserves a better JOB, like at MCDONALD’S or HOME DEPOT or the local STATE PARK!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-uY4CnWGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/43T-Z4P3Egw/s1600-h/JackAsAParkRanger.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030431051179579490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-uY4CnWGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/43T-Z4P3Egw/s320/JackAsAParkRanger.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />One that allows him to GO HOME in a RELAXED MANNER at night and enjoy root beer and PORK RINDS!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-uwYCnWHI/AAAAAAAAASA/j1z19Q156co/s1600-h/JackWithPorkRinds.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030431454906505330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-uwYCnWHI/AAAAAAAAASA/j1z19Q156co/s320/JackWithPorkRinds.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />4. What a party-pooper Jack is. “Hi, everyone! UNCLE JACK’S HERE! Uhh, no thanks, Marilyn, I’ll skip the bourbon and pigs-in-blankets and get straight to the horrific torture. Got any exposed wiring? Thanks!”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-_CoCnWYI/AAAAAAAAAUI/PqBtaKq0hDA/s1600-h/HandyTools.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030449360625162626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-_CoCnWYI/AAAAAAAAAUI/PqBtaKq0hDA/s320/HandyTools.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Though Marilyn knows what Graem is capable of, she’s bent on protecting Josh. Does Josh know something? Something’s fishy there.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-vu4CnWJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/x8gLL_7gFk0/s1600-h/SomethingSmellsFishy.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030432528648329362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-vu4CnWJI/AAAAAAAAASQ/x8gLL_7gFk0/s320/SomethingSmellsFishy.gif" border="0" /></a><br />5. Did anyone notice that the interrogation "KIT" eventually became the interrogation "PACKAGE"? I kept waiting for the DELUXE interrogation SYSTEM, complete with ADULT DIAPERS and self-cleaning VACUUM for BLOOD and other BODILY FLUIDS discharged during EXTREME QUESTIONING! Good lord. Those Bauers. Gotta love ‘em!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-wXICnWKI/AAAAAAAAASY/pIkyXUWCmXc/s1600-h/PartoftheDeluxeInterrogationSystem.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030433220138064034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-wXICnWKI/AAAAAAAAASY/pIkyXUWCmXc/s320/PartoftheDeluxeInterrogationSystem.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />6. Speaking of extreme questioning, during Graem’s questioning/torture, there was a rolling of eyes and a long sigh at our house, followed by “Good grief, what’s he screaming for?! It’s not like it’s childbirth or anything.”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-xE4CnWMI/AAAAAAAAASo/BS_-NSd6rW8/s1600-h/OmigodChildbirth.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030434006117079234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-xE4CnWMI/AAAAAAAAASo/BS_-NSd6rW8/s320/OmigodChildbirth.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />7. When Graem admitted to masterminding the assassinations of David Palmer, Michelle Dessler, and Tony Almeida, saying he did it “because I love my country (weep, weep, slobber, drool, sweat),” I thought, “Yeah, right." Doesn’t it just warm the cockles of your heart? It’s not like we haven’t heard the lovely hollow ring of political rhetoric before.<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-5zoCnWWI/AAAAAAAAAT4/3irEUHsT1oU/s1600-h/George.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030443605368985954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-5zoCnWWI/AAAAAAAAAT4/3irEUHsT1oU/s320/George.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-5_ICnWXI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0JFjR7CxOQI/s1600-h/Hillary.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030443802937481586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-5_ICnWXI/AAAAAAAAAUA/0JFjR7CxOQI/s320/Hillary.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />8. Concerning that last scene with Phillip and Graem: WHOA. DOUBLE WHOA! </p><p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-y0ICnWQI/AAAAAAAAATI/O3wWascLs5I/s1600-h/Shocked.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030435917377526018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-y0ICnWQI/AAAAAAAAATI/O3wWascLs5I/s320/Shocked.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />That pig farmer is EVIL!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-0QICnWRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/plWDeJ2C0dE/s1600-h/BadDad"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030437497925490962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-0QICnWRI/AAAAAAAAATQ/plWDeJ2C0dE/s320/BadDad" border="0" /></a><br />I guess that’s what Graem gets for being inherently evil, having a strangely spelled name, and wearin’ that gawl-durn red afro.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-0j4CnWSI/AAAAAAAAATY/8zHc25QrNGw/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030437837227907362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-0j4CnWSI/AAAAAAAAATY/8zHc25QrNGw/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />9. At our house, we were VERY disappointed that it was Morris’ image that materialized, and not this guy’s.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-1R4CnWTI/AAAAAAAAATg/8lyejei_XKA/s1600-h/IfOnly.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030438627501889842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-1R4CnWTI/AAAAAAAAATg/8lyejei_XKA/s320/IfOnly.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>He just looks so FRIENDLY...and...lilac.</em><br /><br /><em><strong>Next week:</strong></em><br /><br />Morris get violently coerced to program the triggers on this:<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-1roCnWUI/AAAAAAAAATo/FWNWmPtIsZQ/s1600-h/NeedsAnEngineer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030439069883521346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-1roCnWUI/AAAAAAAAATo/FWNWmPtIsZQ/s320/NeedsAnEngineer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />…while Veep Noah Daniels gets busy preparing this for the entire Cabinet:<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-5CoCnWVI/AAAAAAAAATw/uB9KBfpV1Ew/s1600-h/TheVeepServesBeverages.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030442763555395922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rc-5CoCnWVI/AAAAAAAAATw/uB9KBfpV1Ew/s320/TheVeepServesBeverages.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><strong>DON'T DRINK IT, PRESIDENT PALMER! DON'T DRINK IT!</strong></em><br /></p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-58359583674284872142007-01-30T18:31:00.000-08:002007-02-04T20:37:10.070-08:00Hour 6 (11-12 p.m.): Fun with AnimalsI felt like I was watching a <em>National Geographic </em>special during this episode.<br /><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaZ1ibBclI/AAAAAAAAANY/CUEWydyNIOQ/s1600-h/The24Set.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027875179058000466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaZ1ibBclI/AAAAAAAAANY/CUEWydyNIOQ/s320/The24Set.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />First, we saw Tom Lennox fiercely protecting his environment…<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaapibBcmI/AAAAAAAAANg/BwFwhII6ofw/s1600-h/TomLennox.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027876072411198050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaapibBcmI/AAAAAAAAANg/BwFwhII6ofw/s320/TomLennox.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />…by getting his Deputy Chief of Staff Reed Pollack…<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcabOibBcnI/AAAAAAAAANo/6jWQtL654qA/s1600-h/ReedPollack.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027876708066357874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcabOibBcnI/AAAAAAAAANo/6jWQtL654qA/s320/ReedPollack.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />…to threaten Karen Hayes (who recommended the blissfully novel idea of considering the ramifications of one’s actions before making a final decision)…<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcacHCbBcoI/AAAAAAAAANw/mC298waoJKo/s1600-h/KarenHayes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027877678728966786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcacHCbBcoI/AAAAAAAAANw/mC298waoJKo/s320/KarenHayes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />…by backing her into a corner over past actions concerning her husband Bill Buchanan…<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcackybBcpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/uGqUkwcH_KA/s1600-h/BillAndKaren.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027878189830075026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcackybBcpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/uGqUkwcH_KA/s320/BillAndKaren.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />…She then promptly resigned as Assistant for National Security Affairs/National Security Advisor to still-tentative, wet-behind-the-ears King of the Jungle President Wayne Palmer…<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcadWibBcqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/j-X7dvx2AaU/s1600-h/WaynePalmer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027879044528566946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcadWibBcqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/j-X7dvx2AaU/s320/WaynePalmer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />…who once hid from President Charles Logan, the OLD king of the jungle…<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcagtibBcrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/AuwwS7QkU_g/s1600-h/FormerPresidentLogan.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027882738200441522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcagtibBcrI/AAAAAAAAAOg/AuwwS7QkU_g/s320/FormerPresidentLogan.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />…by dressing up like a lioness.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcahRibBcsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bUp1jVMTuFo/s1600-h/WaynePalmerInDisguise.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027883356675732162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcahRibBcsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/bUp1jVMTuFo/s320/WaynePalmerInDisguise.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Of course, no one can match the genius, bravery, and eloquence of the true King of the Jungle, David Palmer, may he rest in peace.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcahuCbBctI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ua8WIBBz53Q/s1600-h/DavidPalmer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027883846302003922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcahuCbBctI/AAAAAAAAAOw/ua8WIBBz53Q/s320/DavidPalmer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Back at the CTU watering hole...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaiKybBcuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_ZvxyrLnzHo/s1600-h/CTU.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027884340223242978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaiKybBcuI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_ZvxyrLnzHo/s400/CTU.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...am I the only one getting the vibe that smooth-talking slippery snake Milo Pressman...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rcaj_SbBcvI/AAAAAAAAAPA/9bsDnfFQlsI/s1600-h/MiloPressman.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027886341678002930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rcaj_SbBcvI/AAAAAAAAAPA/9bsDnfFQlsI/s320/MiloPressman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...seeks a love connection with the lovely, yet murkily not-quite-sure-she-can-be-trusted agent Nadia Yassir?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaktybBcwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/31y6FA_rb80/s1600-h/NadiaYassir.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027887140541920002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaktybBcwI/AAAAAAAAAPI/31y6FA_rb80/s320/NadiaYassir.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Watch out, Nadia! Milo may indeed be a cold-hearted snake (in the words of the ever-effervescent Paula Abdul)!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rcal9CbBcxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/S6KlOUZpEss/s1600-h/MissPaula.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027888502046552850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rcal9CbBcxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/S6KlOUZpEss/s320/MissPaula.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />In the meantime, Chloe and Morris continue playing their weird little mindgames, like the old ex-married couple they are.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcantSbBcyI/AAAAAAAAAPY/NGGuGYNg3Jc/s1600-h/MorrisAndChloe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027890430486868770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcantSbBcyI/AAAAAAAAAPY/NGGuGYNg3Jc/s320/MorrisAndChloe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />At least we know who to hate in this episode:<br /><br />Graem (who deserves an a$$-whoopin' just for sporting a red afro at any point in time)...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaoDCbBczI/AAAAAAAAAPg/KWJy4ZcwSjs/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027890804149023538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaoDCbBczI/AAAAAAAAAPg/KWJy4ZcwSjs/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />…and the surely closeted couple, Tom Lennox and his evil sidekick, Reed Pollack, the ex-Mr. Hilary Swank. They’ve taken a$$ity to new level, haven’t they?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaznSbBc6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Ubqy-K_QXY4/s1600-h/TomAndReedEatLunch.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027903521547187106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcaznSbBc6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/Ubqy-K_QXY4/s320/TomAndReedEatLunch.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Not sure what to make of this, but in spite of the ongoing national crisis, Tom and Reed find a few minutes to relax on the White House lawn:<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcapOSbBc0I/AAAAAAAAAPo/My-SXbSQ4Ik/s1600-h/TomAndReedRelax.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027892096934179650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcapOSbBc0I/AAAAAAAAAPo/My-SXbSQ4Ik/s320/TomAndReedRelax.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Troubling, to say the least.</p><p>Overall, I have to say I'm left with a lot of questions...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcatxSbBc4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Yq238_VRVpg/s1600-h/LotsOfQuestions.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027897096276112258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcatxSbBc4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Yq238_VRVpg/s320/LotsOfQuestions.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...that I hope will be answered by the end of the season.<br /><br />This episode did seem quite transitional, giving us background information and a little peak into life with the Bauers.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rcaq4ybBc1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Tp1zvU0Tqj4/s1600-h/TheBauersAtHome.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027893926590247762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rcaq4ybBc1I/AAAAAAAAAPw/Tp1zvU0Tqj4/s320/TheBauersAtHome.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Next week:<br /><br />The scarily awesome actor Powers Boothe shows up, looking none the worse for wear since his days as evil preacher from hell, Jim Jones.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rcar0ybBc2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/m0UWNo1fwFA/s1600-h/BadHairOnPowersBoothe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027894957382398818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rcar0ybBc2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/m0UWNo1fwFA/s320/BadHairOnPowersBoothe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And, nothing says family picnic like putting Dad and Bro in a shallow grave.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcatDCbBc3I/AAAAAAAAAQA/w2in-FG4qGw/s1600-h/FunWithTheBauers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027896301707162482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RcatDCbBc3I/AAAAAAAAAQA/w2in-FG4qGw/s320/FunWithTheBauers.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Kinda ruins Thanksgiving AND Christmas.</p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-16471179173834775952007-01-23T19:43:00.000-08:002007-02-04T19:09:07.611-08:00Hour 5 (10-11 a.m.): Like All Families, the Bauers Are Effed Up Real BadOkay, apparently the theme of this season is “WHAT THE…?!”<br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1u_ibBcOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/eptuBg9XcEA/s1600-h/JackHasABrother.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025294797066301666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1u_ibBcOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/eptuBg9XcEA/s320/JackHasABrother.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />We were so stunned, I had to lie down. For a week. In Puerto Vallarta.<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1woibBcPI/AAAAAAAAAJM/KI2R2WhTUwY/s1600-h/PuertoVallartaBeachScene.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025296600952566002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1woibBcPI/AAAAAAAAAJM/KI2R2WhTUwY/s320/PuertoVallartaBeachScene.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Last week, Count Jackula was forced to shoot his good friend Curtis. We all know Curtis would have been a professional to the very end and would have NEVER gone off the deep end like that.<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb2FoCbBcjI/AAAAAAAAAMY/dFNymj_ZspU/s1600-h/DeepEnd.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025319682106815026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb2FoCbBcjI/AAAAAAAAAMY/dFNymj_ZspU/s320/DeepEnd.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />But he did. That was a stretch for me. I don’t buy it, and never will. So there. </p><br /><p>May Curtis Manning rest in peace.</p><br /><p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1xfCbBcRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/T7s1iMnV4Pc/s1600-h/CurtisRIP.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025297537255436562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1xfCbBcRI/AAAAAAAAAJc/T7s1iMnV4Pc/s320/CurtisRIP.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Nice of the feds to put him under some palm trees, at least.</p><br /><p>Now, this week, not only is the guy who was the a$$hole doctor from ER and who sported a red afro in the movie <em>Fame, </em>JACK'S BROTHER, then ... </p><br /><p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1yECbBcSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/u9LEA57iC_w/s1600-h/FameRedhead.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025298172910596386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1yECbBcSI/AAAAAAAAAJk/u9LEA57iC_w/s320/FameRedhead.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...come to find out on the previews for next eppy that Jack’s dad is none other than James Cromwell, that farmer from <em>Babe</em>!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1yqCbBcTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dCg85GOp8YA/s1600-h/TheDadofJackwithPig.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025298825745625394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1yqCbBcTI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dCg85GOp8YA/s320/TheDadofJackwithPig.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Sure, I can buy the fact that terrorists got their hands on five suit nukes and accidentally blew one up in Valencia, California (now named by AAA as "Suit Nuke Assembly Capital of the World").<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1z7SbBcUI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HAvJiR2SqqQ/s1600-h/suitnuke.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025300221609996610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1z7SbBcUI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HAvJiR2SqqQ/s320/suitnuke.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>(Don’t you know it’s gotta SUCK to be a Valencian ANYTHING! On top of everything else, WE HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT RADIOACTIVE ORANGES!)</em><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb10ZibBcVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/otiQ4aDkeqo/s1600-h/RadioactiveOranges.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025300741301039442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb10ZibBcVI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/otiQ4aDkeqo/s320/RadioactiveOranges.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p>And yes, I can believe that Kimberly Bauer ended up being chased by cougars, getting nearly kidnapped by Matt Dillon’s brother, and dating guys who tend to lose their limbs.<br /><br /></p><br /><p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb105ibBcWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/5C2ZVpssar0/s1600-h/SomeoneElseWhoDatedKimBauer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025301291056853346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb105ibBcWI/AAAAAAAAAKE/5C2ZVpssar0/s320/SomeoneElseWhoDatedKimBauer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I CANNOT, however, buy the fact that Jack’s OTHER brother is a TALKING PIG!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb11VSbBcXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8Sb5D9Zy6Ss/s1600-h/JacksOtherBrother.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025301767798223218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb11VSbBcXI/AAAAAAAAAKM/8Sb5D9Zy6Ss/s320/JacksOtherBrother.gif" border="0" /></a><br />I'm sure things get tense around Easter, what with all that ham-eating, which I've never really understood, considering Jesus was Jewish. HALLELUJAH! JESUS IS RISEN! PASS THE HAM?!<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb2KsybBckI/AAAAAAAAAMg/xxMFn0bb3us/s1600-h/WhatWouldJesusEatOnEaster.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025325261269332546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb2KsybBckI/AAAAAAAAAMg/xxMFn0bb3us/s320/WhatWouldJesusEatOnEaster.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em>We'll save that discussion for another blog, I guess.</em></p><p>What about Buchanan’s refusal to shake Assad’s hand? SNAP! I mean, what should Assad expect? For Buchanan, that basically amounts to something like Osama bin Laden showing up at Quantico and asking to share tabouli recipes with the Bush twins.<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb11xSbBcYI/AAAAAAAAAKU/64iORp28Fm4/s1600-h/BushTwinsWithDad.jpg"><br /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025302248834560386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb11xSbBcYI/AAAAAAAAAKU/64iORp28Fm4/s320/BushTwinsWithDad.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />That hug-fest wouldn't happen in the real world, but who ever said <em>24</em> was about the real world?</p><p>At our house, when it was revealed that Jack’s brother is the Evil Graham Cracker AND his dad is Babe’s farmer, we just sat there stunned. Needless to say there was more stuttering and sputtering at the Tyberspace house than a Sylvester the Cat cartoon.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb12VSbBcZI/AAAAAAAAALI/4xhKyPn4P-c/s1600-h/SylvesterTheCat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025302867309851026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb12VSbBcZI/AAAAAAAAALI/4xhKyPn4P-c/s320/SylvesterTheCat.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And who is that Sam guy? Jack’s “Uncle Sam”? Mr. Bauer's “longtime companion,” perhaps?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb140CbBcaI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ZCQXsBRhecw/s1600-h/MrBauerandUncleSam.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025305594614084002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb140CbBcaI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ZCQXsBRhecw/s320/MrBauerandUncleSam.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Here Mr. Bauer and "Uncle Sam" eat out "platonically" together. Yeah, right.</em><br /><br />And then there’s Marilyn, whom some of you may recognize as the other girlfriend from <em>Ed</em>.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb165ibBcbI/AAAAAAAAALY/iUgsqW7Np6U/s1600-h/MarilynInMoreComfortableDays.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025307888126620082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb165ibBcbI/AAAAAAAAALY/iUgsqW7Np6U/s320/MarilynInMoreComfortableDays.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Some sort of bad vibe going on there, for sure. Sing with me: “Marilyn and Jack, sittin’ in a tree, B-U-M-ping uhhh-guh-leeze!” Nothing ruins Christmas like your brother bustin' moves on the wife.<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb2DwybBciI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YjV5jZMb258/s1600-h/JackAndMarilynAtChristmas.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025317633407414818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb2DwybBciI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/YjV5jZMb258/s320/JackAndMarilynAtChristmas.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em>Here Jack plies Marilyn with a hard beverage. Empathize with her as she struggles to fend him off.<br /></em><br />Let’s clear up Bubba's name real quick. Of course, we all recognized Jack's brother as the mysterious leader of the Bluetooth power broker conspirators from Day 5 who were controlling President Logan, hence the sputtering and screams at our house. All last season, I thought his name was “Graham,” as in Graham Cracker.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb18VibBccI/AAAAAAAAALg/eHX5NYX8Gv0/s1600-h/GrahamAndHisBaddies.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025309468674585026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb18VibBccI/AAAAAAAAALg/eHX5NYX8Gv0/s320/GrahamAndHisBaddies.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />According to the <a href="http://www.fox.com/24/">official 24 website</a>, his actual name is Graem, which is one of those ridiculous names rich people give their kids, like Geoff, Madeleine, Canadienne, Paris, Budapest, Reginald, Paraphernalia, Lickety, or Chiffarobe. However, Jack refers to him as “Gray,” as in “Your hair was a red afro when you were in <em>Fame</em>, but you went gray, so now you are bald. By the way, yes, I boinked Marilyn in the coat closet during Dad's retirement party. I mean, c'mon! Look at me and then look at you...”<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb18-CbBcdI/AAAAAAAAALo/hHTCMlENilQ/s1600-h/GraemBuyingaMovieTicket.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025310164459286994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb18-CbBcdI/AAAAAAAAALo/hHTCMlENilQ/s320/GraemBuyingaMovieTicket.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />"...can ya blame her?"<br /><br />Was it me, or do the brothers have a slight disdain for each other? Maybe I missed something, but things were slightly tense between the two boys, perhaps the slightest suggestion of a Cain and Abel thing. <br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb19aybBceI/AAAAAAAAALw/BBC7d6Zjni8/s1600-h/JackAndGraem.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025310658380526050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb19aybBceI/AAAAAAAAALw/BBC7d6Zjni8/s400/JackAndGraem.jpg" border="0" /></a>True, I could have read too much into the bone-crushing slug to Gray's face or the sudden attempt to suffocate him. I've found that nothing says “brotherly love” like a plastic bag over the head!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1_hibBcfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/E094UDSS8eM/s1600-h/PlasticBag.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025312973367898610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb1_hibBcfI/AAAAAAAAAL4/E094UDSS8eM/s320/PlasticBag.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />That plastic-bag scene reminded me of my last Thanksgiving, but that’s for another blog, too.<br /><br />Next week: Chad Lowe (who will spend the first 30 minutes telling HIS side of the story)…<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb2AFSbBcgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/unOp7vYVAxc/s1600-h/ChadLowe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025313587548221954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb2AFSbBcgI/AAAAAAAAAMA/unOp7vYVAxc/s320/ChadLowe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />…and some nice, down-home brotherly BOOBY ELECTROCUTIN'!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb2AuCbBchI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BsTReKvywzs/s1600-h/BoobyElectrocution.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025314287627891218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rb2AuCbBchI/AAAAAAAAAMI/BsTReKvywzs/s320/BoobyElectrocution.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...and hopefully in the same scene together! WOO HOO!</p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-88799510296801047832007-01-17T09:05:00.000-08:002007-02-04T19:08:01.517-08:00Hours 3-4 (8-10 a.m.): Oh, no, you did NOT just do that!<strong><em>What in the HELL just happened?!</em></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbL4PCbBb7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/qmfxheaqpW0/s1600-h/CurtisManningSuperhero.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022349471703461810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbL4PCbBb7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/qmfxheaqpW0/s400/CurtisManningSuperhero.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />The ba$tard producers of "24" (one of whom is Kiefer Sutherland himself, I believe) killed off Curtis Manning, one of my most favorite cast members OF ALL TIME! God bless Curtis Manning! And kudos to the actor who played him, <a href="http://us.imdb.com/name/nm0003078/">Roger R. Cross</a>.<br /><br />How could they do that? Okay, I realize that killing off favorite characters is a way to get us to keep tuning in to see the bad guys get massacred in the end, but, for the love of Pete...<br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbL5kybBb8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/NDQBh_yPYQM/s1600-h/PeterBradyLives!.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022350944877244354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbL5kybBb8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/NDQBh_yPYQM/s320/PeterBradyLives!.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...why have him die at Jackula's hand? If the character had to die, it would've been MUCH more satisfactory to have Curtis die in the line of duty (though, technically this is, indeed, how he died). The viewers' ire would've been stoked, and our blood would be boiling all the same to see the bad guys get what they deserved. And what's with the cockamamie bad-blood back story? If the actor wants off the show, give the character a dire injury (like a bruised kidney or a savage paper cut or a severely misplaced pencil) and have him recuperate in the fully-staffed basement medical clinic/coffee bar off-camera. Geez. I'm pi$$ed. <a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbL7QibBb9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/1hAKBz5lxDk/s1600-h/Pi$$edOff.jpg"><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022352796008148946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbL7QibBb9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/1hAKBz5lxDk/s320/Pi%24%24edOff.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Speaking of pi$$ing, Milo and Morris continue to have a pi$$ing contest at work, trying to alpha-dog it over Chloe. Apparently, Chloe and Milo have, shall we say, a "cinematic" past? Hmm. Mousy little Chloe has more of a social life than any of us realized:<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbL8vSbBb_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/HsEYvcaY2us/s1600-h/ChloePartyGirl.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022354423800754162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbL8vSbBb_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/HsEYvcaY2us/s320/ChloePartyGirl.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />YOWZA! Leopard skin!</p><p>Speaking of Milo and Morris, ONCE AGAIN we're reminded of CTU's oh-so-competent hiring practices. Last season, Brandy Buckwillie, the hobbit... </p><p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbL-uSbBcAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1eTb-YMXGNg/s1600-h/BrandyBuckwilly.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022356605644140546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbL-uSbBcAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1eTb-YMXGNg/s320/BrandyBuckwilly.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...this year, Morris, the British a$$...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMAISbBcBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JNV3vCKNsj4/s1600-h/Morris.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022358151832367122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMAISbBcBI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/JNV3vCKNsj4/s200/Morris.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Morris should've been fired a long time ago, just for being an A$$. Chloe deserves to be fired for bungling the Fayed interception thingy in the first hour, not to mention the fact that, after coming out of her shell and mowing down that guy a few seasons back, she started boinking all the male employees. Milo should be fired for boinking Chloe and filming it. And of course, fire Buchanan and Karen Hayes...JUST FOR BUMPIN' UGLIES!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMA9ybBcCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/db4PmEejre0/s1600-h/HayesAndBuchananNecking.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022359070955368482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMA9ybBcCI/AAAAAAAAAGY/db4PmEejre0/s320/HayesAndBuchananNecking.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Egad. Shall we place bets that, for another season, a MOLE is discovered spiking CTU's water fountains with incompetency juice?<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMhTSbBcNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7NHSi8b3DpE/s1600-h/CTUMole.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022394624694644946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMhTSbBcNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7NHSi8b3DpE/s320/CTUMole.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />FOR GOD'S SAKE, BACKGROUND CHECKS! SOMEBODY! </p><p>Meanwhile, back at Guatanamo, oops, I mean Palmdale, Numair, the Evil Terrorist/Computer Whiz/Nuclear Bomb-builder escapes. Easily. Way too easily. We learn that Fayed's plan all along was to get Numair released. Numair, by the way, sounds like an air-conditioning unit: "Honey, we need the A/C replaced. Did you call Sears?" "Nope. Numair's having a sale on their 10,000 BTU model. I'm calling them now!"</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022362502634238002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMEFibBcDI/AAAAAAAAAHA/eCrpX1K6qcY/s320/NuMair.jpg" border="0" /><br />Ray, the Husband (and father of Scott, former adopted son of Jack from "Will & Grace") reveals that he'll go to any lengths to protect his family, including (HORRORS!) walking into an auto parts store...<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMLsibBcEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ckCzCFG0jE4/s1600-h/ScaryAutoPartsStore.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022370869230530626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMLsibBcEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ckCzCFG0jE4/s320/ScaryAutoPartsStore.gif" border="0" /></a> ...where he kills the owner for not carrying spark plugs for a '91 Hyundai Accent. For not controlling his anger, Ray the Husband gets pulverized by a nuclear bomb. That's what he gets for driving a Hyundai. Good times.<br /><br />At least Just Jack's adopted son from "Will & Grace" doesn't buy the farm, although Ahmed does. Speaking of Ahmed, I thought for a few seconds that he was an older Bahrooz, who, the last we heard, had been spirited off by terrorists during Day 4.</p><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMPgSbBcFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/huRaOLxnZck/s1600-h/Bahrooz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022375056823644242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMPgSbBcFI/AAAAAAAAAHU/huRaOLxnZck/s320/Bahrooz.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />My guess is he got brainwashed by the terrorists and is now an assassin known internationally as The Shovel.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMSpSbBcHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5n8m2T0mC9Q/s1600-h/TheShovel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022378509977350258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMSpSbBcHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/5n8m2T0mC9Q/s320/TheShovel.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />You can't see the shovel, but it's there, about to whack an innocent bystander, thus all people with any skin darker than alabaster white should be kept in interment camps until we all forget they're there.<br /><br />Anyhoo, back to the episode at hand, Jackula, O HAPPY DAY, then has to kill Curtis Manning because of that out-of-the-blue, wacky bad-blood back story. Where in the heck did that come from?! Has Curtis ever NOT been top-notch? NO! Has he ever been a rogue agent? NO! Has he always supported Jack through thick, thin and that guy from <em>The Mummy</em>? YES! Hasn't he always been a proper a$$-kickin' superhero? YES!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMVFibBcII/AAAAAAAAAH8/5GOXC1alW58/s1600-h/SuperCurtis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022381194331910274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMVFibBcII/AAAAAAAAAH8/5GOXC1alW58/s320/SuperCurtis.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Curtis will be sorely missed. I'd like to think he, Tony, and Michelle are all up in heaven just relaxing at a nice little heavenly cocktail party.<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMXpybBcJI/AAAAAAAAAII/QsHcpQypFxg/s1600-h/CocktailPartyinHeaven.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022384016125423762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMXpybBcJI/AAAAAAAAAII/QsHcpQypFxg/s320/CocktailPartyinHeaven.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And then the suit nuke goes off, to everyone's dismay. That's gotta suck.</p><br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMZbybBcKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jk9XjggIgZE/s1600-h/MushroomCloud.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022385974630510754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMZbybBcKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/jk9XjggIgZE/s320/MushroomCloud.gif" border="0" /></a><br />Exact same thing happened when I tried to use WD-40 to light my charcoal briquettes. Ruined the weenies-on-sticks I was trying to fix.<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMagCbBcLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/KA4BmF5wMK8/s1600-h/WeeniesRoasting.gif"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022387147156582578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMagCbBcLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/KA4BmF5wMK8/s320/WeeniesRoasting.gif" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p>Next week: though we THOUGHT the mysterious Arabic phrase meant "five visitors" referring to five suit nukes, Chloe does a quick online translation of the Arabic phrase and realizes that part of it was missing. It actually means..."five visitors FROM PUERTO RICO"! </p><p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMcGibBcMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/E-Z1Jf8O-RE/s1600-h/FiveVisitors.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022388908093173954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RbMcGibBcMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/E-Z1Jf8O-RE/s400/FiveVisitors.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />A REUNION TOUR! O, THE HUMANITY! </p>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1293538403055602724.post-55066620514510830682007-01-15T11:57:00.000-08:002007-01-29T05:53:52.939-08:00Hours 1-2 (6-8 a.m.): Count Jackula Wantsth to Thuck Thum Bludd!<strong>OH. MY. GOD! GIMME A BIG HUNGRY-MAN HELPIN' OF THAT THERE 24! AND I'LL BE BACK FOR SECONDS!</strong><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RavgrSbBbjI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9XCsgrUrDB0/s1600-h/HungryJack.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020353243918724658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RavgrSbBbjI/AAAAAAAAAA4/9XCsgrUrDB0/s320/HungryJack.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />What an awesome first half of a season opener!<br /><br />I CANNOT BELIEVE IT! JACK BAUER PULLED A BRAM STOKER AND BIT SOME GUY'S NECK OFF! What a shocker!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawVLibBboI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sp-X7W6E_Eo/s1600-h/Shocking.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020410972574150274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawVLibBboI/AAAAAAAAAB0/sp-X7W6E_Eo/s320/Shocking.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Not only did Jack survive on his private yacht to China...<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RavhdibBbkI/AAAAAAAAABA/3I-gLqExrUQ/s1600-h/JacksNewYacht.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020354107207151170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RavhdibBbkI/AAAAAAAAABA/3I-gLqExrUQ/s320/JacksNewYacht.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...by pretending to know how to make a mean Kung Pao chicken...<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaviXSbBblI/AAAAAAAAABI/_3DOQTQ_lVI/s1600-h/JacksKungPaoChicken.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020355099344596562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaviXSbBblI/AAAAAAAAABI/_3DOQTQ_lVI/s320/JacksKungPaoChicken.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p><em>...BUT THE CHINESE GOVERNMENT TURNED HIM INTO A VAMPIRE!<br /></em><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RavexSbBbiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4FsoKYv4qNQ/s1600-h/JackBitesaTerrorist.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020351147974684194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RavexSbBbiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/4FsoKYv4qNQ/s400/JackBitesaTerrorist.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Here Jack escapes from the bad guy (shown in the traditional Middle Eastern Scott Stapp long flowing haircut, Marilyn Manson goth pancake foundation, and the equally traditional Middle Eastern flimsy pirate bodice) by first copping a feel, and then ripping a large, bubblegum-sized chunk of his larynx out of his neck. THAT KICKED BUTT!<br /><br />I cannot get over it! Not only did he come home from China looking like Grizzly Adams...<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawRPibBbmI/AAAAAAAAABk/g9yUhm2ZQxM/s1600-h/GrizzlyAdams.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020406643247115874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawRPibBbmI/AAAAAAAAABk/g9yUhm2ZQxM/s320/GrizzlyAdams.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><em> ...HE CAME BACK AS A VAMPIRE!<br /></em></strong><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawSDSbBbnI/AAAAAAAAABs/NGzbgXxBsRE/s1600-h/JackandAudrey.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020407532305346162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawSDSbBbnI/AAAAAAAAABs/NGzbgXxBsRE/s320/JackandAudrey.jpg" border="0" /></a> (Poor Audrey. Look at her all unconscious and such. Hasn't she been through it?! It's bad enough she's on "The Nine" with no one to watch [or care], and now she's dating Count Jackula!)</p><p>Some observations:</p><p>1. Is it me, or does the "Viewer Discretion" announcer love his job a little too much? Next episode, just listen to the relish with which he warns the kids about the blood and gore.</p><p>2. "Love is in the air, in the whisper of the trees!" Buchanan and Karen Hayes are hitched? Well, well, well. I guess Karen accepted that breakfast at Denny's after all. Who knew?<br /><br /></p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawZ_CbBbpI/AAAAAAAAACI/HXtbTwuM5xg/s1600-h/HayesAndBuchananOnCasualFriday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020416255383924370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawZ_CbBbpI/AAAAAAAAACI/HXtbTwuM5xg/s320/HayesAndBuchananOnCasualFriday.jpg" border="0" /></a> 3. What the...?! Wayne Palmer, President of the United States? I guess they found him and he no longer has to hide from President Logan's long arm of the law.<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawarSbBbqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EhDcf9dZwYI/s1600-h/WaynePalmerUndercover.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020417015593135778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawarSbBbqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/EhDcf9dZwYI/s320/WaynePalmerUndercover.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Yes, he may be a Palmer, but he's no David Palmer, as he proved by not listening to Jack in the first place. Big dork. In fact, a la former First Lady Martha Logan, Palmer's sister showed bigger cajones than he did. </p><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxTHibBb5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/_IWWv5bnzUY/s1600-h/MarthaLoganBrassBallz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020479073575595922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxTHibBb5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/_IWWv5bnzUY/s320/MarthaLoganBrassBallz.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />4. Okay. You, the FEDERAL GOVERNMENT, negotiate with a Communist country to bring Jackula back to the United States, so that you can sacrifice his life for the sake of the country. Yes, he looks like Grizzly Adams and reeks of 2-year-old body odor. He wants to make himself presentable on his last day alive. You think you can give the man slightly more respect than...<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rawb4CbBbrI/AAAAAAAAACY/DJ4_coXR7Uc/s1600-h/JackSponge.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020418334148095666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/Rawb4CbBbrI/AAAAAAAAACY/DJ4_coXR7Uc/s200/JackSponge.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...A SPONGE?!<br /><p><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawcfybBbsI/AAAAAAAAACg/Xfblcv4EXCQ/s1600-h/JackDO.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020419017047895746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RawcfybBbsI/AAAAAAAAACg/Xfblcv4EXCQ/s200/JackDO.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />...AND SOME MITCHUM?!!! Good lord, our government at work. Geez. </p><p>5. I suppose it was good to see Peter MacNicol (John Cage from <em>Ally McBeal</em>) working again. Tom Lennox NOT a very likable character, is he, though he looks all friendly and sweatery-vesty here. Ba$tard.</p><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxFJCbBbwI/AAAAAAAAADU/fTWSsszQ7cs/s1600-h/TomLenox.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020463706182610690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxFJCbBbwI/AAAAAAAAADU/fTWSsszQ7cs/s320/TomLenox.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I wonder how his sister is doing?<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaweCybBbtI/AAAAAAAAACo/lArkvYAU5WA/s1600-h/KristyMcNichol.jpg"></p></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020420717854944978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaweCybBbtI/AAAAAAAAACo/lArkvYAU5WA/s320/KristyMcNichol.jpg" border="0" /> Kidding. Peter MacNicol is NOT Kristy McNichol's brother. Never has been, but THIS guy IS her brother, hence the startling resemblance, as shown here in this ridiculous family photo.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxD7CbBbuI/AAAAAAAAADE/OLzrf3UWwoQ/s1600-h/TheMcNichols.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020462366152814306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxD7CbBbuI/AAAAAAAAADE/OLzrf3UWwoQ/s320/TheMcNichols.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />6. And what about that dueling torturers scene between Jack and Assad? "Hmm. Let's see, what do you want to use? The thumb separator or the bamboo shoots?" "You go first." "Oh, no, after you!" "Why, thank you! I'll be honest: I'm jonesin' for the dental drill." "Good choice. I'll use the oyster shucker."<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxJcibBbxI/AAAAAAAAADo/xJMH6797O8c/s1600-h/HandyTools.jpg"><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020468439236570898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxJcibBbxI/AAAAAAAAADo/xJMH6797O8c/s320/HandyTools.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p>Quite painful to see that Jack's lost some of his edge. Look at 'im. Poor thing. He's plumb frazzled. I mean, who can blame him? Two years of Chinese water torture has GOT to take its toll. It even rusted his hair!<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxKQSbBbyI/AAAAAAAAADw/FmZs6Ik8OXo/s1600-h/JackWithoutHisEdge.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020469328294801186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxKQSbBbyI/AAAAAAAAADw/FmZs6Ik8OXo/s400/JackWithoutHisEdge.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />7. It's good to see Chloe back, in all her craziness. Here she reacts to a sound in the bathroom:<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxPmSbBb1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/6Xv4EPh71Ag/s1600-h/ChloeFightsOffBadGuys.jpg"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020475203810062162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxPmSbBb1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/6Xv4EPh71Ag/s400/ChloeFightsOffBadGuys.jpg" border="0" /></a> A tad jumpy, that girl.</p><p>8. I absolutely hate it when I have to kick those gawl-durn terrorists out the back door of the subway. It makes the other passengers sweat nervously. See?!<br /><br /></p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxRPCbBb3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/t9AS2LW2QQc/s1600-h/SweatingSubwayPassenger.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020477003401359218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxRPCbBb3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/t9AS2LW2QQc/s320/SweatingSubwayPassenger.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />God bless Jack Bauer. This season, it appears we're going to see a much more vulnerable Jack who's still willing to bite out a guy's jugular when necessary.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxRribBb4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/6-WoCwr65e8/s1600-h/AwesomeJack.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020477493027630978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xhT5uUnSPkA/RaxRribBb4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/6-WoCwr65e8/s320/AwesomeJack.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><em> TV IS GOOD (and violent) AGAIN! WOO HOO!<br /></em></strong>Tyberspacehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11163530112644979470noreply@blogger.com0